If the world encased me
within a mason jar...

I whisper thoughts
while my coffee goes cold...

Upon a summer crossing
I lay my weary head to rest...

I collect dimples and cracked smiles
so my pockets remain full of sunlight...

I, along with your father
created your soul, it took...

I dont need you to analyze
the phases of my dying child...

Crayons mixed with cloud formations
dance upon a ceiling of chipped paint...

my dragon; my love
conjuring a bewitched dream...

dark auburn limbs, silvery stars
journeyed pathways...

Believe in your true soul
Evolve within your surroundings and...

I began to fall
like a soft, summer rain...

I miss your giggle.
I miss your sweet smile...