Tug of Love

The pulling back and forth.

The stay with me don’t go.

The resistance pulling back.

I am me now let me go.

The letting go of the rope that ties

Two teams together.

I send my love along

with my end of the rope.

The Breeze

I sat outside tonight
  On the porch step
Nothing spectacular
  Just a breeze moving through the air
I noticed the Lantanas
  Planted in the pot nearby
They danced nicely in the breeze
  And the breeze danced nicely on my skin
I came to notice I was alone
  In my observation of the evening
As I sat outside tonight
  With nothing spectacular