as the sun began to snug
my frozen heart, the laughs
from old memories as i’d sing
out of tune and only for you, come
back. not knowing how to react
i slowly wander off in my dreams
to what it’d be like to feel what
i feel and love what i love
in the soft easter air
as the birds begin to chirp-
they never do on the mountain
i calmly hum the tunes
of God as i rest my head
in the chaos of the year,
waiting for that comfort
hoping for the end of Spring.  

she gives me the hope
i missed for so long. never failing
to rejoice me in love and in
God. the serenity of friendship
and laughter calms my inner being
looking past the trees as i leave
the chapel one last time
a parting kiss for the one
i love (knowing that it wasn’t
goodbye, it was just the beginning
of our lifetime) a final breath
in the roanoke air
i hold in the comfort of kairos
reminiscing at the end Summer.

her leaves begin to change
a warmth of reds and mahogany’s
the sentiment of a cozy hug
as the blankets wrap beneath our
fingertips. wanting to hold you
close against my chest, missing your
every breath. missing the light
from the salem sun, crying for the
foggy nights in the lynchburg sky
i lay my head to rest in the breeze
reminding me of what we used to be.
i close my eyes in search of us
wishing on every shooting star
for the autumn leaves to frost
as quickly as they can, the sooner
i can see you, at the end of Fall.

a tear falls in the crowd of
our chaos in the hugs of reunions
(i only search for you in the chaos)
the weekend; i never want to end.
raspberry chocolate lattes and a
whistle of ice in the wind as
i exhale warmth when my
mouth opens wide to let out another
laugh because i feel so at home
on this mountain and i feel so
loved on this mountain. i never
want to leave this mountain.
soon it will all end on that jet plane
“oh, babe. i hate to go.”
even in the cold, dark nights
that i lay myself to sleep in my cabin
hoping that when i wake up
it’ll never be the end. although i know
i must say goodbye, i’ll cherish
every second and every moment i
spend and i know it won’t be goodbye
for us because God has a plan for us
and i’ve never been happier
than with you. once, i was asked,
a place i love?
a place that i love
is wherever i’m with you
and the end of the celebration called Winter.