Thursday, March 03, 2016

snow angel / oil / canvas / 10 x 10 in

love poem

i don't think
i'd be alive
if someone didn't love me.
i don't think
i'd even care
to explain this lot in life.
if it wasn't for
the glory of
living this cycle in memory.
then there wouldn't be
a thing of me
to taste this air we breathe.