Around Us

 

hiding in the dark,
is like crying in the rain,
we belong on that 

parallel plane
minding the ground

around us. 
that 
is why we are there.
free melancholy.
on a muddy path
waiting for footsteps
with a sound 
of caring.
grief me the hue
of light a heart
can pump warmth through.
we go here 
because you didn't 
radiate to us,
belonging.

M.Flannery
February 2024