This happened on the same day.

How sweet
How warm
Is the pink
Of a Sunday

Lazy
Woolen
Despite
the heat.

Comfortable
Despite tight jeans

Expansive
Despite restrictions
Mapely
Crunchy

Heavy air
In the light breeze
And a hand in an eye
Reaching out to stroke your hair
And kiss the honey on your skin.



How easily can a paper
cut skin.
How it seems so harmless and clean.
Craftsmanship of every sort.
A blank page full of possibilities.
And yet just as easily it can slice right through your skin.
Small, seemingly insignificant cuts
That manifest later on
With searing pain.