Her Pt. 2

November 17, 2017

You said you had to find yourself

Which was confusing to me

Cause I see you so clearly

Your crystalline eyes like marmalade in the sunlight

Your hair like chestnuts

Cascading down your spine under your snapback

Brushing it out of your face would be my caprice

Your jacket holding the scent of light cinnamon and safety

I find you so easily

In the meowing of a cat

Or a rattling of a tackle box

The sound of children laughing

The whinny of a horse

I find you in the smell of freshly baked cookies

And in the taste of rich mac n cheese

I see you in the sunflowers that grow in the spring

And in the beauty of a mare

In the rays of the sun shining down

Much like you shine upon me

I hope you find yourself too

But if not ill help you find yourself

In the taste of warm camomile tea on your tongue

Or the feeling of the first snowflakes kissing your cheeks

The safety in a favorite blanket

And in the smell of home

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