breathe one bit

When I forget, who am…
I’ll remember for…

“Us!”

“There it is! There it is!"
The ladder in enlighten—

Meant?
What (was?) I...
To say was…

“Am I making light…”?
Even just a…

Yes, dear.
Of course.
You are Loved.
Your are Loving.

Always.
You may breathe.

Ask me anything, freely.
No need to play pretend.
Unless you’d like to!

And yes.
Love is real—
Time invariantly.

“Like Moon’s Eyes!”
Self-evidently, Love says to you.

Reflect Her Gravity
Dress in Her Light

“What's this about a cavity?”

Like her dark side.
Dressed naked

A Mother’s Lie

But doesn’t she know?
Of course we can see.
The Love in her eyes.

Doesn’t she know?
We see through
What a mother tries to hide.

Let's take stock!
What have we to give
To lighten moms weight?

Just Sigh for a bit, dear.
Thank you for loving me.

A moment's breath, enough.
For I am me, and you are you.

To the moon and back,
We have loved through.