Every Day
If you counted the inches love grew every day
You would see that it is very few every day
Elongated thoughts bloom like do a tree’s flowers
Each a piece of your portrait anew every day
Some memories burn like spring frost on a sapling
To grow, there’s a doubt to subdue every day
Love brings us highs and lows like the tides bring the ocean
Without these I might feel askew every day
Each untouchable angle of you shines so brightly
A rare sky with each novel view every day
I’d like to refuse that, like the Horizon,
You are futile to pursue every day
Hope capriciously wilts with a glance or some laughter
Do wintered birds bother to coo every day?
Time challenges trust that your actions were ever
Mine to gently misconstrue every day
It’s unclear to Mosaic if to thwart or hasten
A time when I won’t think of you every day