when you talk

It is not an arduous task
to find words
that convey thoughts.
It is to find those which
do justice to silence,
that bridge those
awkward introductions,
that make friends with foes,
which are severe
and gentle, at once
It is not about finding
the right words, or is it?
It is about finding the courage
to mean them.

easy love...

eyes that delved in yours,
now closed.lips stained
in morning's fog craved yours,
warmth leaving them faintly begged
a passage,as you laid me
to a mossed wall of an empty home.
tender thighs twisted and locked
you reassured, my trembling waist,
and gazed at me as if I were a firefly
I merely basked, in your easy love.