We are shaken like socks
In a washing machine
Started on an early morning
Of July.
I feel you, my love,
Near but thorn,
present but distracted,
But always similar.
Live love
Your caring surprises me
Today like every day
When I swim hard to float
And your love lifts me
In a second.
I hug you nonstop
And project my wishful thinking
For a future for two
Sprinkled with serious excitement
And old beginnings.
Homecoming
Those eyes whisper my reward
After an intense day of fight.
They secure my hugs and promises
for the future.
Many hours waiting for this moment
of appreciation and safety
In our home.
