you are the luck of my life
whether deep laughter, mouths wide
familiar jaws and teeth exhibited
or the slow choke of tears, eyes welled
I lean toward your confidence
welcome the sturdy warmth
your voices settle my stomach
clear the air
your handwriting relaxes me
I focus inward
without such connections
I would stagger
falter with each sentence
nothing would make sense
and the closest I would get
to inside of myself
would be a tour through
my walk-in closet
there is safety in the company we keep
it keeps me alive, thank you
