the ominous presence has gone since he arrived
packed its bags and traveled far away
perhaps it is burning in the core of the earth
i don’t care anymore
i am safe

i recall the clear night when i shattered like porcelain
now just a lucid dream
if only i had known of the beautiful seed
so gently growing and erasing
the somber germs of my mind

ginger chews
matcha lattes
music shared
a sweet smell
happy sarcasm
distressed jeans
beautiful hands
patterns embroidered
in my brain

i am light
i am love
i am protected
i trust this breathtaking soul
it is mine and mine is his