Sunday, February 1, 2026

Right here with me

you ask me not

to envision all

that is waiting for us

you ask me to hold off

just for now

so that destiny

can write itself

so that we might

have a little surprise

waiting for us

so we might just

get a "wow" in our hearts

instead of an "oh yeah"

I think you mostly

want me to stay

here in the present

instead of gallivanting

off into some unknown

future scenario where

I most likely will get lost

in all the possibilities

and if I'm right then

you probably are too


Surrender

you've found something

when your hand

glides up my right leg

when your fingertips slowly

find their way

from my ankle

along my shin

to the inner of my knee

it sends the most

melting sensation

to the rest of my body

my muscles want

to liquify in your palms

the signal travels

though my nerve pathways

surrendering any resistance

of the numerous points

for you to press

this one is my

white flag