i yearn for her now,
amid car horns and
coffee-stained sidewalks.
under bare, lifeless sky,
i long for her shade.
these streets are swarmed, but
there is no life until
the wind blows and i am
reminded she is here, among the
hard highways of Houston;
she is waiting for me
to find her.
i find the quietness i crave
amid the forest’s windy veins
where my mind can be at peace,
where my thoughts vacate with ease.
here my feet become my breath
and my mind one with the earth,
i come to realize my worth:
an atom in the universe.
She blushes
for me every night
before she falls asleep and
I kiss the roses in her cheeks.
I yearn to touch her, but
my hands can only reach so far.
I have learned to be content
watching her eyes close.
Silenticel 