An unassuming yet warm smile curbs the jitters
in my stomach and breaks the silence on the hardest
days. I covet the emotions that ground me, for these
halcyon days run fast into the night and leave me
writing this in candlelight. On bitter mornings I use
more sugar in my coffee and keep the blinds shut.
I covet the small moments that anchor my feet to
the raw floor- that drag me downstairs and encourage
me to look out the window. I covet the childlike love
that bubbles in my chest and spills out of my teeth
in emblazoned breaths that share my heart. I covet
moments yet to be had, in brief plans and loose itineraries.
It’s an assumingly simple existence, yet it’s full-bodied
and gentle. I covet beautiful moments that are
brief and elongate the mornings- Mornings that shorten the
distance from the night but crave the day.