it's the extra ache in your knees as you climb the stairs - one flight too many
it's the drum in your heart that resounds through your chest
and the ropes tighten, clenched fists and grinding teeth
but no anger, just the tension.
That the giving, sometimes for things that no one ever even asked for
nips away at the wool that wraps my bones.
Not knowing it was winter because I didn't know what day it was.
gliding on ice skates across a mirror but never being able to look down
Too much of one can crush the other - be careful.
The freedom of loneliness (n):
A brisk chill on what should be a bright spring day;
A beach with gray sand and a sunset like the day after a wildfire;
A plane to return home from whence you sprouted and thrived;
A detachment that always felt to good to be true.
There were things that happened when I was with you,
And now that I'm older, I've thought things through.
The mind remembers less than the heart,
But the electric currents are years apart.
Acceptance; breathing for myself again
