segments of a time with you...

soon the days will rewind and settle back to remind of us where we were
last year
at this time.

the familiar smells surround
the chill has returned
and we are still walking
passed your house

and hoping you will notice.

she's bigger now
i'm older
and you are beside us

one year anniversary falls
and we struggle to believe
that time has passed us by like this

we laugh
and love
with such fury sometimes
that i can't believe our little bodies can withstand

a love like ours.

my days evolve
my dreams evolve
and i can't imagine anything
without you.

you force the cliche out of my world
and the breath of me is thankful

i settle on you and the wonder of your gentility
and i am so full of emotion.
you give me space, my love
a perfect distance
between finding myself
and holding you

you have taught me
how to both share light
and shine it.
your love
is boundless
and next to that is
my love
which covers the expanse of you

together we move through this time
that we have been given
and my hope is that we will continue
until we become ageless
and time ceases to be measurable.

for you my love
i will be-
as in love
and imperfect
and perfect

and open to the light that you bring...

to pass time..

all this talk
all this denying
all the defense with no real pretense

i leave you for a while
then i come around to see
if any of the mistakes have taken a toll

you know us
you know this
you know how it will end
but you don't want to share the plot

of why.

you keep us at bay
you force us to play this guessing game
for no reason
other than because you get something from the supposed point your making

we've all taken a turn
we've called
we've listened
to this reality based on some distorted point of view
that you have subscribed to for several decades

you hold
and you hold
on to the things that no one remembers
you hear things
and you make them up
just to paint the picture

sightless
and out of touch
you behold
this forceful
state of existence
to pass the time

we watch
and we wonder
just what you are doing behind those walls

it feels
and it feels more like
a barricade you hide behind

we force our hand
and we force our emotion
to go noticed
but you have forced
each and everyone one
past the point
of half blind

what do i say
what do i say
to all that is
here in the proverbial daughters lap

you have helped me
with complete disregard
to swallow these mistakes that you have made
and continue to hold yourself to
and sit and witness
these mistakes
turn you
turn you
away

and it starts to feel like a barricade.

this is your last rhetorical degradation
you are not going to give up completely
until you feel we've been punished enough
for the years of isolation you feel you've been subjected to in our name

listen to this mother
listen to this

what you fight never had a face
she never had a name
he never said 'i do'
and these children don't exist

there are no more tears

these are the mistakes we hold

the politics of family never was as sightless
all it took was the will to abstain
from blame..

you know us
you know us

and now you keep us away...