Whatever the Case May Be

I rest my case now,
cross my arms,
tap my feet
on this quiet
if you will rise
from the ashes
or leave me
buried here.

But there is
a relief, too,
in letting go,
in saying NO
to being anything
other than
to you.

I never
should have had
to fight for that.

20/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year


There was a day
it was too hot
to go to the beach
but we went anyway,
do you remember?

Do you remember
sweating it out on
a thin sheet in the sand,
getting burnt to a crisp
with our arms
around each other,
kissing despite the crowd?

It was too hot
to even walk on the sand
but I got you into the water
and you lifted me up, effortless,
weightless in your arms,
you held me close
and spun me around
and kissed me,
and in that moment
it all felt like forever.

19 / 365 – A Poem A Day For a Year

A Conviction

You always hold me tight
in your gazes and
in your arms
and when you take
my face in your hands
and say I love you,
I believe you.

But not so much
as in those quiet moments
when we stare at each other
and don’t need to speak,
those silences
I’m so comfortable in,
because in your eyes I believe you.

We don’t need
as many words
to express it anymore, and
as we’ve noticed,
words aren’t enough anyway.
They don’t hold as much weight
as your stares and
your hands on me, because
when you touch me I believe you.

I believe you.

9/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year