I asked you not once but many times if you heard me thrive
To the moon to the quietest sky
Where there is light and birds fly high
How I loved your black hair, your kindest eyes. How I adored your blameless sentiment, your guiltless honest love.
Time has passed and we woke up many mornings reshaped. There is only one thing that can keep me who I really am to you and myself. That is to keep it bright and brisk, young and green.
Did you hear my skin cracked to hold a bigger soul? Did you hear me thrive?
Between you and me
between my child and me
between your hands
between a dream and desire
between loneliness and remoteness
there is something that keeps my small heart warm.
My heart that I dreamt it up greater,
between waking up every morning and another simple incident
without knowing, with hidden desire,
Something that exists
that I have
that I want
I love you