I see your face in your words.

Teardrop’s circles blurring a letter.

Loneliness was cloaked by the daily grind.

And yet,

I always be a kid in front of you.

Love is medicine.

Laugh lines on a crybaby cheeks.

The rain has stopped.

Love is medicine,

Sunlight shining on a cat caught in the rain,

Flowing warmth.

Until the day comes when I can say thank you that isn’t monologue.