rooted

I think
if I put my roots 
in you 

I would make
a fine tree.

don't trade your
peace of mind 
for 

don't trade
your peace of mind.

sleep 
you soothe me
you help me 
you immerse me
in thoughtlessness
and your sweet gentle care 
 
i crave 
your company

you're a friend.

open space
can you
wrap yourself
around me?

so i don't feel
caged anymore

toussaint

the pianist
does his thing
and we are prisoners
behind his bars

real

​those words
you said to me
still ring in my ears
every time i feel low

time and time again
they put things in perspective
and bring balance
back into my world

you were ruthless
and it was a relief
that you offered no
sugar-coated sympathy

but you simply, plainly
put things in place
you helped me
pick myself up

and i will never
forget it.
dei thoo, you said​
is this the end of the world?​