10 days to December

A turn of events
exchange of an old familiar glance
it changed everything
yet again.

It's 10 days to December
I am counting each one as it comes
prepping myself for the winter
warming up my palm with my own.

I am enough

No chase, no anxiety

No wish, no fear

I am sitting in my bed,

With a blanket tucked tight

Saturdaying with some words that yearn to spill out

Like sparkling champagne

On a celebratory night

But what's the celebration for, I think to myself.

Tonight I am at rest

There is no plan to make

There is nothing that can shake

My will to take on whatever tomorrow brings

Tonight I have nothing to lose

'Cause I've already let go

Of all my fears

Most of all, of being alone 

And realized, I can be enough

To live with. 

Tonight I am enough

And there is no one else I seek

Tonight I am enough

And there is no place else, I would rather be.

Heard by one, sung by two.

embracing the changing wind
with every step towards tomorrow
tussling a sore ache, hiding a recent scar
unsightly, but deep
she takes to her bosom the gifts of today
No questions asked, no love sought
only some hope in eyes for a new start
everything that comes along, is bonus.

the more it was held on, the sooner it got away
now from a distance she watches time enacting its play
its dancing with the new, its kissing the wet lips
its curling toes inside, as a pair of arms dissolved
fears, anxiety, uncertainty unresolved.

letting go of all foreboding, her canvas was now smeared
with hues of passion reds and bleeding blues
those bold strokes created music for sight
heard by one and sung by two.