Plum

I strip your peel
With my teeth
Red veins spidering across
Amber flesh

Humming

I'm singing more
Humming to myself
In the shower
While washing dishes
As I get dressed in the morning
While I chop vegetables
and pulse my blender

A stranger listening with
An ear to the wall
Might think I was just cheerful
But, that's not it

It's more or less
But most likely
The best thing that has happened to me

You

So I keep humming

I feel...

Just those words
I've waited so long
for just something
even less than this.

And now my self
Is so content I could go on
forever.

It is not a small thing
To give someone hope
like you gave to me.

My cheeks ache.
I'm smiling.

A Trite Love Poem

You sang a song
And touched my heart
And though it might seem trite

A simple gesture
A thin gold chain
Made my life feel right

I am just me
When I'm with you
And I think I might

Finally find
What I've sought
The days ahead are bright