27 august

part of it is making the space to say what needs and most of the rest is knowing when to say nothing at all or to turn to a kinder side of the pillow to rest your firey face the heat ready to burn through sense and ties that bound or thought to before such time as darkness befell - well enough alone as may be after, let this moment be quiet, honey the tongue and cool the soaring backlash trashing what might be a simple scene to brimming stone and swords the words too sharp to keep inside - the fears that hurl and cannot hide rejection cannot face replacement - carry the water and whisper in balance