not forsaken

the days are getting shorter
and the bones are getting softer
the frame is folding
inward
i look and there the tender
sweetness beats
this cannot be forgotten
not forsaken

the time we spent in words
the higher number
not so easy to remember
but how i soar
on the smile that first awakes
at sight of your name
at sound of your
deepened voice
this cannot be forgotten
not forsaken

i wish for a moment
i wouldn't fall apart
in front of you
i always fall apart in front of you
such submission
such disgrace
if i fall apart in front of you
the pieces lying on the floor
at your feet
pick me up
in time and place
the night is gently seeking us
gently calling out our name
in the dark the clouds seem distant
as you stroke my hair
this cannot be forgotten
not forsaken
not mistaken
and the morning sun
will hold us in its wake

overflow

i can't keep all the good stuff in
all the good stuff that is meant to be given
given away to make it better
given away and it fills up again
and i smile to see the beauty of you
when i least expect it you are
catching me
carrying me
in the sweetest way
that has ever been
your strength lies
in the unsuspected nature
of your kindness
the gift given
without price
or cost
if you ever knew
without you on my side
i would be easily lost
if you ever knew without you at my side
i would be easily missed
and missing the piece
that fits
the overflow
spills
and replenishes
the snowfed water
from the mountain cliffs
and i am the grateful pool
that reflects
all of this