for AJ


like a whiff of honeysuckle in an arctic wind

reminds Hope she holds warmer days ahead

eyes sighed shut

palms outstretched

fingertips caressed newborn sunbeams

the dream was warm


a heart used to being beaten

now resuscitated to feel again

bated breath trapped flutters of anticipation

echoes in once hollowed chests

guess it sounded louder in mine

i promise you it was never my intention to trap your shine

i just wanted to glow with you

flames united


never meant for the scent of Hope

to be so disconcerting.

© michele mitchell, 2015


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