I see your face in your words.
Teardrop’s circles blurring a letter.
Loneliness was cloaked by the daily grind.
And yet,
I always be a kid in front of you.
Love is medicine.
Laugh lines on a crybaby cheeks.
The rain has stopped.
Love is medicine,
Sunlight shining on a cat caught in the rain,
Flowing warmth.
Until the day comes when I can say thank you that isn’t monologue.