Circles of the Sun
I dream of you - Mornings the only exception
I see you in my nights
Next to my heartbeat - yours thumping like a drum
I make you leave -
just to keep from stopping the spark
that makes me - me
Anger finds solace
in the greatness beyond ethereal names and heights and besechingly
I find comfort as I curl
around the darkness - and luminescence crowns me
fostered my the prayers of mother
and fathers unheard strength as he lines the house in circles
their daughters and son
She twirls too
dead circles of the sun
knowing then,
that butterflies here
would bloom for me.