now

A Poem

Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

I am preparing myself
for the fight of my life
in the quiet hours
of my early morning
I sip my coffee
sit in my nook
think my thoughts
disabuse them

from the edges
you intrude
of course, you do
I keep you colorless
your image a blur
impotent
now

the normal
is my battle
the softness
gentle glint
in my lover’s eyes
learn a newfound language
accept the peace
let the wounds
close.