even when the wind
sends me whip lashing in every direction
even when the tide pulls me in
sinking far below the surface
even when i'm drowning in deadlines
and i'm swimming against the current
i find refuge here with you
my eye of the hurricane
you are tranquility amid turbulence
even on the most arduous days
so go ahead, send out all the storm warnings
send out all the signs
tell me all the reasons I shouldn't brave this weather
hazards may fall, conditions may be severe
but it doesn't matter
because here with you,
my eye of the hurricane
i'm always going to be just fine
10.07.2018
10.03.2018
autumn.rain
tonight we leave the window cracked
because lightning strikes make us feel alive
pitter-patter
full-out downpour
maybe we like the sound of hydroplaning
because it's just extreme puddle jumping
and we are tired of tip toeing
tonight when we crack the window
and untwist the blinds
we embrace simplicity
& fall in love with the ordinary
it's you and me
hands intertwined
beneath the sheets
i
fall
in love
with
our
simple
little
life
4.03.2018
over due
I'm sorry that I've never written you a poem
or documented us this way
but every time I look into your eyes
they tell the whole story, better than I could tell it myself
and like a child my heart yearns
"tell me again,
tell me the story again"
And with one look in your eyes I see
me scraping the bottom of my cup,
smiling the whole drive home
and the night picnic under the stars
how we kept scooting closer together
both unsure of the limits
a hammock, a nasty view
and your heart racing against my ear
the night I told you everything
and you just listened.
blankets in your backyard
and even though we just had our first fight,
realizing that I loved you
the driving realization
that you're a lot like my dad
a dark parking lot
and an "iloveyou"
and an
"iloveyou...too"
how could I possibly tell the whole story
of how I continue to fall in love with you
how could I possibly put into words
every little thing you do
and even though I am just brushing the surface,
this poem is long, long over due.

or documented us this way
but every time I look into your eyes
they tell the whole story, better than I could tell it myself
and like a child my heart yearns
"tell me again,
tell me the story again"
And with one look in your eyes I see
me scraping the bottom of my cup,
smiling the whole drive home
and the night picnic under the stars
how we kept scooting closer together
both unsure of the limits
a hammock, a nasty view
and your heart racing against my ear
the night I told you everything
and you just listened.
blankets in your backyard
and even though we just had our first fight,
realizing that I loved you
the driving realization
that you're a lot like my dad
a dark parking lot
and an "iloveyou"
and an
"iloveyou...too"
how could I possibly tell the whole story
of how I continue to fall in love with you
how could I possibly put into words
every little thing you do
and even though I am just brushing the surface,
this poem is long, long over due.

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