It’s all in the eyes my love
she said...

I have several problems
I could count and list them...

Go quietly then you'll find no barking,
sneak from hill to ditch eyes lowered...

Bring to the warmth
where gentle smiles kill...

Such questions as answers require
doubt me not if i doubt myself...

Little girl
scary kid...

I think of it often when walking
the responsibility that lies therein...

To be breathing
for a reason to continue...

Calm weekends in June
a warmth you can breathe...

Taken to remote viewing
interrupted by meals on wheels...

And of Horrors
regardless and despite those...

The Moons not your gravity,
no that's just a theory...