11/06/16

I wasn't expecting to see you hiding there,

here,

where I am now.

All these years later.

But there you were,

passing those seductive glances

you do so well.

You cut me up so bad,

so many times that

I figured there wasn't much left to destroy.

That killed me.

There you were.

After all this time.

I'd been doing alright

as it goes.

But you passed me

another seductive glance.

And I fell.

Deeper than before.

After all this time.

❊

Here

There is more,

more to see, more to dance with

and alongside.

And on the wine-front,

I am more

than satisfied.

There is more sky.

More time to fill

and more pictures to take.

I notice more options

and opportunities.

It feels close enough to reach

and far enough for longing.

I hear more laughter

and conversation.

It is more alive,

more awake.

Each corner holds more detail than I can comprehend.

Here,

there are more achey feet

and greater impatience for caffeine.

And there's a greater scope for change

and exchange.

Here,

there are more words.

Spoken

and written.

Finally.

❊