Breach

Freshly tuned

And finely scarred

This rare kiss

As sad as snow

And I wait for the sound

Of the wind and the rain

And I try to spell out

The letters of my name

Fragile boned

And cradle bound

This small matter

Turns to breach

All that shudders

And all that matters

Turns to grieve

And we sit

Sit in sunlight

Made simple by the clouds

And we cancel

All our blind spots

No one needs to know how

Broken codes

And busted statues

This soft embrace

I listen closely

To hear what matters

In the walls of your chest

And we sit

Sit in sunlight

Made dumb by the wind

And we cast out

Cast out shadows

No one needs

To know our name

Mary of the Angles

Bright lights

Little city

It's a dusty old town

The lights all look pretty

When your sky ward bound

I'm sitting in the window seat

Wondering when I'll see clouds

Mary of the Angels, Mary of the angels

Mary of the Angels, calls to me

With a blessing for a mouth

And big blue eyes

A generous laugh

Always takes me by surprise

I hold in my memory

Every goodbye kiss

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Every time that I leave

I look forward to coming home

I know that sounds small

But sometimes small things matter most

There's a hole inside of me

That only you seem to fill

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