Monday, December 30, 2024

You Are

December 13, 2024


You are 


You are a bottle of champagne

lightly shaken, pop topped

bubbling over everywhere

sticky, sneakily intoxicating


You are sourdough starter

pulled from the fridge, fed a spoonful of flour

Spilling over the top of the jar

creating creating creating 

unstoppable


You are the sunrise every single day 

often bright and beautiful 

sometimes gray and cloudy 

bringing storms 

bringing cold 

leaving me to look east, wondering what the day will bring 

You’re a raging river 

after sudden summer rains 

relentless water plunging into valleys 

pulling houses in its wake 

my own voice lost in the roar 



You’re a warm tub of water 

a chest to lean against 

arms wrapped around me

your voice in my ear 

what I need to hear


You’re a cold stiff back

walling me off in the night 

my questions and tears too much 

you shut me out when I need you to say

"Shhhhhh, I'm here,” pull me near



Insecurity’s ugly

I wince to see it in myself

Believing you is what I want to do

But you gotta help me build that trust


You are an entire cast on stage 

The entire chorus and the lead 

The producer, the director 

The curtain itself 


You inspire me

You exhaust me 

You scare me 

You attract me 

You make me wanna turn away and protect myself 

You make me want to never step out of your radiance


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