I don't have much energy or brain power left at the end of the day to really put together a post. But I do want to share something. This poem was written last September. It was not really inspired by anything in particular. It just came to me and I needed to put it on paper. It seems appropriate to post it on a Wednesday.
Can you make it to Wednesday?
I will meet you in the stairwell if you can make it to Wednesday.
we will hide there.
for hours on end.
and time will not matter.
if we hold on.
time stands still.
in the stairwell
in the quiet half hidden shadows
we can take our time
it’s so close I can already feel you in my arms.
I wish I could give you more
all I can promise you is Wednesday.
But if I could
I would give you a thousand Wednesdays
all in a row
we wouldn’t have to worry
about secrets. or shadows. or stairwells
we could take our time.
I could enjoy your beauty in the light.
though I do confess…
you look beautiful in the half hidden shadows.
the way light and dark caress your skin
if we had a thousand Wednesdays
all in a row,
I would take each one to explore the light and shadows on your creamy skin.
but all I can promise you