Dangerous Haze

Your eyes carried a drunken love haze, so saturated in modesty and certainty.

If belief would grow trees, there’d be a forest in my front yard.
Because everything is believable about you
even when it isn’t.
By putting faith and trust into you, I remove my dictation and place vulnerability.

It may not be drunken, but it’s a love haze too.
And that makes us dangerous.


Leap for It

A day like today, one that happens less then all the others.
You name a child LeapChild, and they end up crawling all their life.
You name your daughter BigHeart, and she has the darkest of them all.

When a day gets called something,
we are under obligations.
Christmas and Easter and Valentines Day. We’re supposed to be with our loved ones.Supposed to eat a lot of food, take pictures and smile a bit more and talk a bit more.

And Leapday?

It’s  a day that doesn’t happen as often as all the other ones and we are under even an obligation with it.
It’s one extra day of the year that other years we don’t have,  so we should probably do something in it extra special.Or extraordainry. Right?

Take a leap of faith and do something fully based on that.
That’s what I’m going to do tonight.