Like the ocean needs the moon,
without you I cannot move.
One day without you
is like spring
with no Bluebonnets –
endurable, but without majesty.
Imagine life without music,
and you know how I feel.
A future without your laugh
will leave me unfulfilled.
With all the voices in the world,
I will always listen for yours,
for a library filled with books
is just a lounge
without Tolstoy on its shelves.
Like a woodwind and its reed,
My voice projects only wind
without the confidence you give
each time you reassure.
Your smile,
closed lipped
or teeth bared,
sends tingles dancing up my spine.
A feeling I dare not live without,
even if you will never be mine.
SLPD 3/27/2018
from Little Bird
Ana’s Character
iWrite the Utterly Impossible 