eireann

and so this night begins with
this dance.
sixteen tenative steps forward and 2 tenative steps backwards
if you only knew.

attention senses the commencement of this moment.
I'll tip toe around you if you'll slide into me...
I fall forward into your arms into this sweet sense of surpising security

where did you come from?
seventeen days thirteen hours forty two minutes twenty three seconds...
sweet harmony.
he betrays my cynicism. tears
foreign.

misery leaves those it has always befriended and replaces itself with a hope for
every second
every minute
every hour
every day.
new.hope.takes.me.over.