121 Days

I've been finding it hard to get the right words out lately I'm losing sleep The smell of you sinks deeper into my sheets daily It's been a few weeks Just like dried fruit I'll change but hold true to my essence But the deepest seed inside of me Held a search for someone like you So much to digest Heartbeat through my chest What is this (take a breath) Heart starts to bend for a camera lens Got to prove (good for you) And you're planting peach trees With every next tear I shed You tuck me into bed When I was like a child with my cheek on your shoulder You helped me see I was somewhat of a soldier When I feel you upon me The sights of a city Infiltrate my eyes Berkeley hills, crooked sidewalks Manhattan metros and street shops Where I hurt and I grew Massachusetts trees, Minneapolis breeze Built a home out of you Mixing pixels and stretching time zones Mother tongues, chewing on collarbones We grew a tree Wing you to sleep Trusting in me Wishing you peace What a gift to share the sun Rest your head next to mine Fifteen ended and begun Every second of your life I never meant to make a storm The way the waves embrace the shoreline What a gift to stand arm in arm Trusting in you, trusting in time So much to digest My ear to your chest What is this (what comes next) When I start to miss Early mornings (tracing lips) Once again I must remember (how to exist) Till the blue will erode in the most of us (I wish it will) I'll stay praying for the both of us (singing at my window sill) Fifteen, a million little ways One hundred and twenty one days --- 121 Days - Anju