Merry Christmas everyone :') or whatever holiday you celebrate.
It's not really the presents
under the tree
but more the warmth and love
of my family.
Wrapping paper
comes and goes
but a smile is there
with a content glow
all day long,
it's festive
and perfect
here is where we belong.
Yes, it's cheesy but it's Christmas so hush.
We all easily fall
back in to place
a smile seems to be stuck
right on my face,
for here we are
as we were then
as if we never left
friends were made
when we were away
but now we're back again
we overlap
just have a chat
we're just us
no fuss
all content
with our time well spent.
It was nothing really
it wasn't extravagant
neither grand or large
just in an evening in at home
music on the CD player
gentle parent's conversation
giving that extra layer
full from tea
and all it dawned on me
that I was nearly crying
I was so happy.
It's not so much
what we do
but what we say
as our lives
slowly become
more interlaced
we become
comfortable
open
we never stopped
being ourselves
but now we become
them more
and really
I don't think I need
to ask for much more.
Comfortable with all
Often
Noticing peace and
That
Even when
Nothing is left
There is still this.
A form or sign of friendship
is when you say you
it means you know something
or have noticed me
paying attention
and realising what I'm like
you're beginning to know my traits
how I behave
as well as the things I like,
the things that I hate.
It's a small thing you said
and it could of been misled
but I took it a sign
that you're starting to know my mind
and I am grateful
that we are starting to click.
It sits
listening to others around
happy in its position
on the luscious ground
soft butter petals
occasionally brushing
against others
not quite rooted
but beginning to settle,
yellow
and mellow
it soaks up the sun
to be here and living
amongst everyone.
Hurray for internet access ^.^ so our computer was nearly hacked - scary shit. Anyway I've had this idea for a poem for a couple of days now. Not sure how to write it well (as ever) but I try. Pretty much just trying to say that it's nice when you can do nothing with someone and still enjoy yourself.
When we have time
to do nothing
we have all the time
we need
to breathe
relax
and appreciate
not just little things
but everything.
For our eyes open
to look
and our ears
to listen
rather than stare
blindly forward
and waiting
for life to begin.
Hands around the waist
strong grip
feel the heat
from hands and the fire
head on shoulder
close
warm
love
but not romantic
just care
just a friend
warm content
glows through
bright as the fire.
Content
rests snugly between
cracks in the room
words lap over
one another
laughter ripples.
Grateful
for the bond
connecting us all
Right here
right now
comfortably
content.
It's like sunshine
gently
warming you
from the bones
along the veins
through the blood
then strokes the skin
A mouth not having
a will of its own
twitches upwards
teeth possibly
making an appearance
No control
but not wanting any
happy to be here
and not be anywhere
else.
Comfort based
On
Nothing, yet
There but
Everything about that
Nothing
That makes it perfect.
