Wednesday, December 9

mercurial.



The simple things

that say the most.

Saline fears
brushed away
by messages
that comfort miles away.

The unexpected
drops deep down
beneath and beyond.
And the familiar and comfortable
mix together
not quite
like oil and water.

There is a gentle softness
about you that breaks
my resilient pessimism.

Too afraid
to say the words
that wonders if
need be or
should be said at all.

And I wonder
if I could love you
without you ever knowing.

Just quietly so.

. Arigato .