titled, untitled.

Whoever you are,
you are loved.

If you are reading my words
I love you.
I love you
with all my heart
which is in
all
of
my words.\



We spent the dark spreading stars
all over a start
of something.
I smoothed out the cards
placing importance on
parts
of the things in my heart
that I've parted.

So I'm picking up first
the hardest and worst
of the things that I thirst
for
in dawning

I plead with the night
for my dreams
worth the fight
in my eyes
are the happy tears
longing.

I'll hold my own hands
sing of distant lands
where your soft fingers
trace someone's hair

When I wake with a start
the ache in my heart
was for a few days

really there?

[for HCL]