Category: Poetry

Redeemer, the Spring

or have i become Winter?
broken, defeated, mean
so brutish and addicted
that no Spring could ever
safely entrust herself to me?
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Hiding in Eden

“Where are you?”
You called out to the two,
after it all went horribly wrong,
and they hid themselves from You.
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Found Objects

i lie awake in the dark
imagining You, Your touch
the sound of Your breathing
how you might rest your head
on my bare chest and whisper
“I love you”
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