We dropped her off
in the ocean dusk.
She vanished.
All that remained
was sand and dust.
Snow covered tree roots and broken branches
Veins of the earth; Connections to one another
wall of december
candle lit with rusty hues
stood honoring yule
Trailing along the tree farm, the winter breeze runs past my lips. The exhilarating chill seeps into my body with a remembrance of our love celebrated last year. The sun comes out and we feel his warmth touch our face. This is love.
I have been standing
though my bones weak. Finally
I feel strong today