take me back to
ice cream cones
in bistro chairs
where our
happily ever after
began its love affair
where a northern wind
in its subtle state
whisked away fears
drying silent tears
that day when
nothing or no one
could quite capture
our very visible rapture
as coffee syrup kisses grew wings
climbing to meet the raven
our solitude, our haven
you didn’t make this me
it was hiding beneath
wandering, drowning
in my own self made ocean
swimming dipping
some days floating along this unknown current
that I let take me
content with the not knowing
of what should be
losing faith
after hope fell between
fingertips to ashes
whispering now to trees
some days as if mocking a memory
yet this one fine day
when a rebellious current came
the herons flew
in perfect symmetry
as this something shifted beneath me
swirling ever slowly
until I found myself
turned to you
a something new
but no not really
it seemed you’d just taken a breath
and found another way
to call to my heart
your words
like a chorus of rain
within the enchanted forest
I’ve now come to find my way to
along the riverbed
where my heart rewinds
set to play
as new chapters bear our names
through your quill I find
my new current….
