Sunday, August 2, 2020

Free Love

sometimes

we lose sight

of love

& of each other.

when the windows cry

all muddy

from last night's words.

but outside

it seems so clean

so free.

"That's me"

she said, smiling.

That's who I want to be.

Free.


A Little Bit More

Every

today

is a little bit better

than yesterday...

Today my mind is wiser,

breaths taste sweeter,

friends grow closer,

and my heart be more rich

than it had ever before.

Every today

is a little bit better

for I,

am a little bit more.