Monday, May 01, 2006

Daughter (same old form)

If I leave
knowing
in absence
the chaos
our cellular
memory connect
keeps time
and my promise

prudence and love
to seek joy and happiness
and to stop
punching holes in my paper heart
pieces that belong to you

my little woundedbelieve
heal
together
you and I

Because
I woke up ready
if only for you
and me forever

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Super awesome last stanza.

greg oakes said...

deep. tugs at the heart strings a wee bit. something bitter sweet about it. it's heavy yet delicate, soft. make sense? thought i'd give it a try. that's what i felt.

go

cara said...

Yeah, this one is a bit heavy but I'm glad you picked up the softness too.
But hell, sometimes life is heavy and that's just that.