the edges of myself

words, words, words


June 28, 2013

I don’t want to be

your responsibility.

I don’t need saving.

constantly one step ahead as well as behind– autumn’s leaves falling as new buds burst forth. your quiet, stalwart function, a sensitive, keenly logical beacon well-thought-out and practical– constantly teaching temperance though not without responsiveness and honesty. clear and direct, cutting, brutal and endlessly open.

you are my careful muse hanging two steps back assessing the situation– given time and patience– a little water and sunshine your petals are beginning to unfold, i see their brilliant color– and feel their explosive, opening energy.   you are my gentle muse behind your calm, quiet eyes, the hint of a grin and …

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