Day 319

take me back
to the ocean water
splashing my ankles
and returning to its home
to soft, dry sand
tickling my toes
and floating along the shore
to broken seashells
biting the soles of my feet
enticing me to keep them
as a souvenir in my pocket
to the footsteps in wet sand
and the water that invades them
erasing any trace of my
existence on this shore.

Day 318

I met you
when I needed you the most
when I needed a guardian angel
to show me
all of the good
when I was blinded
by evil 
to love every inch of me
when I forgot
to love myself
and to protect me
from the danger
within my own mind

Day 317

the earth
never knew what
it was missing until
you came along

and too soon
the sky grew envious
of the land
on which you walked

and so heaven
opened its gates
and took you away
from me

Day 316

it is warm but not sweltering,
and the sun has partially fallen
so it is bright
yet shadows lay in front of trees,
the creatures have gone to sleep
and all is at peace
and my mind speaks out loud
because at last there are
no interruptions

and I talk to you
because you remind me of this night,
of a summer's evening
when everything is perfect
and peaceful
it is you--
the silence that hears my thoughts
and the shadows that inspire
a different view from the ones I always knew

Day 315

I saw her once
there in a reflection
the one that used to be me
I barely recognized her
with eyes full of life
and a smile that grazed
her cheeks

when did I stop
loving her
the one that used to be me
a mirage in the mirror
reaching out
with soft fingertips
that once belonged to me 

and just like that she
disappears
a tangible memory
of what I used to be
before I stopped loving myself
and my smile faded
and I forgot to set myself free

Day 314

I fear the day I
begin to forget the soft
color of your eyes.

Day 313

I know it's cliche to say
you were like a drug
and I became addicted to you
but your lips tasted like
bitter ecstasy
I knew it was wrong
but I always wanted more
and your whiskey-colored eyes
hypnotized me
and I felt knots in my stomach
if I looked away

maybe it's wrong to say
that you were my drug
and I was addicted to you
like the nicotine
in my first cigarette
that buried me with its
glowing embers and
acrid smoke 
so I won't say it
I'll only say I never thought
I could live a day without you

yet today I opened my eyes
and I have never felt more alive.