Tagged: relationships

my mom and i wait

my mom and i wait
all year round to take a peek
into the face of

our peonies, offering
layers and layers of intrigue
.
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one day, our memories

one day, our memories
will no longer spark – you will
be left holding the

flint, and i will be steel, tired
of matching wits, igniting
.
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here we are, closing

back then, when we were

back then, when we were
lost, we looked into each other’s
faces for a sign,

an attempt at direction,
using smiles as our compass
.
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you are home, and all

i get anxious when

two-thirds of the time,

two-thirds of the time,
we do not follow any
recipes, having

long preferred using the taste
test, nurturing words, common sense
.
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