Tamara Willems

leaving a light on…

Taking notice  
of 

the rise of the morning sun 
as it lights the bird feeder, just so 
making it appear as though 
someone 
has left a light on 
for comfort 

I could spend my time 
thinking up new ways to tell you  
I love you 

that don’t sound anything like  
questioning things out of place 
or forgotten  
at the grocery store, 
when I am home from work 
too tired  
to sort the words out 
right 

yet not too tired to feel the gentle weight  
and warmth  
of your hand as it curves around 
my side and rests 
just under my ribcage, 
that moves, when I move 
in the night 
but stays in this place 

for comfort 

spend time in the afternoon 
watching snowflakes 
descend 

give my  
strife 
to the clouds 

and gather in wishes  
for 
peace  

and 
for comfort 

to somehow
find you ♥  

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