Digital Diary

I don’t believe in luck 

I don’t believe in God

Not Lately

These days, all I believe in is you 

In the comfort that rests beneath your smile 

The shelter of your arms 

The way joy finds me without permission in your presence

The way my smile betrays me when you enter a room 

Your kindness 

Your softness

I believe that you are the softest love I have ever known