She stands on the precipice Unsure, excited Stomach in knots Not knowing where to go   Step back, back in the familiar Step forward, forward into the unknown   Looking back, seeing all that has been all that has been outgrown   Looking forward, seeing…

Candlelit dinners create conversations And sounds of silent spaces Inbetween Words  Or exchanging of looks Give samples of you Revealing interests Causing revel in imagination We intoxicate to sedate Our minds, and not to deny Our bodies We rather be sublime And in the moment So…