07/08/2017
Coffee brewing when I wake
The gift of time, space, and thought
I venture back
To all of my past lives without these
No time, no space, no thought, no coffee...
The joy and care of the little loves
you show me daily, when Im in need
a reminder - you are a priceless gem,
a rare love, a singular star
outshining all the past knowlege of
what they said it should be.
A love like this is once in a lifetime
a thousand lifetimes, and still
We found ourselves together, after all.
1
Share
About the Creator
AnaRosa Cruz
creative writer, martial artist, obfuscation, goblin, rock hound. New to poetry, but having fun just letting my brain spill onto the page.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.