Her winds were a bit chilly and harsh at first but I battled through the force of her emotions not with ease but with care. Every gust I would fall to my knees holding myself trying to warm myself up to keep my body temperature in check. It was almost futile but still I rise. Every grunt, every whimper I still stayed within her cyclone of emotions. She needed to know I would never dismiss her or walk away on my own accord. She needed a soldier to battle her sometimes. She needed a Queen to be diplomatic but kind to handle her imbalance. She needed someone to allow her to be free but still have a hand lightly touching her shoulder like a butterfly kiss to assure her that she isn’t alone in this journey. I was it. I was it by choice not because the universe thrusted us together. Not because I had nothing else better to do. I was here either battling her winds or being protected by her because I choose to be. I will always choose to be by her side.

-7/2019

curled up, longing

the hours draining away

the clock is ticking

he says he'll be home soon

but never is

and i wait, foolishly

by dark

yet the light is returning

and still no sign

wonder in my mind

not the good kind, the childish kind

but suspicious musings

wonder what he's out doing

with who? someone pretty,

someone i don't know about

perhaps he's abandoned me for someone better.

and the door opens,

light flooding into the dark corners

"Honey, I'm home!"

and all reset.

(doubts in the back of my mind.)

Wipe your paintbrush clean

dip it into life

and paint laughter

on your face.

Listen to the silent color

imbue into your soul

voyage through joy

inhale cool spring air

with deep embrace.

Paint your canvas

with new color of life

little bubbles

of ecstacy

warming your spirit.

Let juices of life

run down your chin

in hushed colors.

Does time ever wonder why it isn't love,

Do seconds wish they were kisses and hugs,

Are moments jealous of memories, is time

always that tough.

Stars twinkle down on me

Through the spindly branches

Of the reaching trees

That struggle to reach

Toward the midnight painted sky

My light lights up the dark

And I watch as shadows

Dance through the midnight black

They reach for me

And threaten to strangle me

And douse my light

But shadows do not frighten me

Because they are born from the light

Let the midnight paint me a picture

Without the artificial stars

Let me fall asleep with twinkles

Smiling from the midnight sky

My dear Minnie

We were born around..

The same time-

Side by side

Ever since birth..

Very first pet-

You loved your

Fish flavored biscuits..

And some human food-

You always liked to play

Even had a day..

Just for stretching about-

We watched movies

In a blanket snug..

As a bug-

I miss your purrs

& all your meows..

My dear Minnie-