I fear thunderstorms because of
the unpredictable noise and chaos.
I also fear the aftermath…
New emergence on slippery roads
that leave your heart wide open for
potential collision and heartache.
Month: September 2020
Pieces
Trying to sleep but missing
the piece of the puzzle
that fits the curve that
begins at the groove of my
neck and dips again at
the small of my back yet
fits so perfectly all the way
down to the bend of my
knees and completes at
the tips of my toes…