Stuck in an eye

Who am eye?
And why am eye here?
Stuck in an I,  eye wait in silence,   shouting between the marks that cover emptiness. 
Eye see you everywhere and in everything. 
Do you see my face everywhere as well?

Tea for two

Where will my dreams lead me?
Cartoon kisses distract my hurting heart. 
2 pieces of clay made from one source,  one set of hands,  one burning fire,  and now set to the task of waiting to be set on a table. 

Packed away,  sleeping cups wait,
What awaits us when we sleep?

Dreaming of you

We sleep to remember the dreams that inspired our passion for life. 
The lines that draw a map of mountains to conquer and moments on pinnacles to share. 
Together are dreams wrapped each other into our souls that we share as one. 
The peace in reaching a summit of familiarity shared from a moment before we were born.
The beauty of sharing uncertainty certain in the surprises that make each day worth waking for. 

Exploring

Take my hand and trust the paths that lead us here. 
Hearing your panting,  It doesn't matter what I'm looking at,  holding your hand makes it the most interesting. 
We find and make our adventures in every area we walk together. 
As we quietly struggle to the destination I look past the dirt and sweat and see beautiful determination. 
One more corner,  one more bend in the path,  one more ridge,  up further and deeper in. 

Little kids creating

I love the way kids create things on paper.  It's hugely inspiring.  I want to learn to create with the immediacy that they do.  There is more to a face than the lines that make it.  It's all the little stories and tiny details throughout life that create us and change us.  This is a collaboration between little children's hands and my own. 

I love you

I want to hold your hand
I want to kiss you
I want to play games with you
I want to continue to have adventures with you. 
I'm sorry I'm grumpy.
I love you.