I'm staring ahead
and just sitting alone
with nothing to do
because I'm the only one.
This has happened before
as now it has again
to form a boring night
that is sublimely plain.
I can choose to write
or I can choose to read
or just re-run thoughts and memories
over again in my head.
I can choose to sit here
in my secluded cove
knowing that later holds
the return of my love.
I can think of the time
when returning home will be a woman -
the only one my heart will commit to,
the only one it can -
or I can just relax
my brain, my thoughts, my mind.
I can let all my guards down
and just enjoy, through an open window, the wind.
I can just enjoy all that is in this moment,
enjoy all that is here,
as my mind, my body, my soul
could not be more content anywhere.
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