Hands

Hands

I know your hands,

so well

I walk holding them

And in the night, I reach out

To find them.

I touch each

Ring that I bought for your

Fingers,

I trace each nail

With my thumb.

I have watched them change,

Over the long years.

Girlfriend,

Lover,

Wife,

Mother,

Grandmother

But always

Friend, companion, soulmate.

Your hands

Please hold me when I die

Hold me.

Doug

Our Love

Our love is a walk in the woods,

It's mossy floor blankets,

and warm sunlight beams.

It's gentle bird song,

and endless winding paths.

It's quiet breezes that shake the tree leaves, 

and sharp breaths in morning air that leave your lungs crisp.

It's talking to no one as the world listens,

and sharing secrets that will never be heard. 

Our love is shooting new greenery,

and open fields of swaying wheat,

It’s fresh wild flowers,

and proud tall oak trees.

It’s branches snapping underfoot,

and you changing me if I stumble.

It’s sharing our hearts with one another,

and exploring with no destination.

It’s loving with everything you have,

walking hand in hand into the unknown.

Reach

I reach out to you

My fingers outstretched palms up

You see me and turn.

Ash

Your overly sweet words taste like ash on my tongue,

I wish I could burn away the things you have done.

Sweet Poison

Such kindness,

Such lies,

Please I beg of you,

Fill my ears with your sweet poison.

Silence

Eyes are unseeing

I learnt to cry silently

Forever unknown