Resistance

Resistance

Like a stop sign, a yield sign

you appeared, hand to my chest

keeping me from

merely existing, and I

realized as my vision cleared

you were not a mirage

but a true depiction of

what I was missing

I am prone to resist but you

had to insist I

look at you

closely

yes look

closely

closer and see

the light of you waiting to

warm my world

Magnificence

You are a newly minted guitar

waiting to be lovingly strummed

You are a beautiful sunset

at the end of a dreary day

You are the cool waters of the ocean

when the sand is too hot ‘neath my feet

You are a slow, silky groove

in a rock and roll world

You are a tall glass of Moscato

after a frenzied commute

You are sweet candy amidst

countless confectionary imposters