the realization

that feelings like clouds break in waves both jagged and round

moving silently against the heat beating buried beneath

casting light against their surface with transparency so deep

murals of fear, love, and doubt paint a body’s natural sky

the me, the you…today falls away

to the seconds of an emotional Atmosphere

jurri j.

show me

the shapes you keep hidden from a social point of view

where secrets sleep in shadows that describe your authenticity

the place where you burn bright with pure electricity

and i will fall carelessly within your character’s edges

comfort in the way your vulnerability Moves

jurri j.

i turned

toward the soft light flowing beyond a kitchen window sill

a precarious hope that those arms would find their way across my waist

my imagination fires away with my back against possibility’s frame

yet the realist in me knows daydreams can haunt more than nightmares

i break and look into the place unoccupied

the wonder of solitude Breaks

jurri j.

she is

a girl whose soul is coated furiously raw

with a heart heatedly matched to overcome

the problems stacked precariously against a world constantly divided

marches to her own beat; unguided

because her compass points to a morality ignorance can’t stand

she’s my Hero

jurri j.

violet memories

etched across my mind in the shape of simpler times

when feeling felt like a kaleidoscope blending the light and dark

laughter’s juxtaposition with tears mimicked a debased art

but this was us and it was everything

yet we shifted into the unknown while become unknown

i wonder who you Are

jurri j.

blue noise

offsets the silence in the space on the right side of my bed

at night i toss and turn with the air you left behind

that sails against my skin leaving goosebumps of freedom that feels confined

this is what happens when a room fades to mere shelter

where is my heart; where is my Home

jurri j.

green tremors

spread with movement that acts as nature

the haze of a daydream pushed down to hold it still

shifts pictures of life on a continuous looped reel

and i get lost in feelings so overgrown they get tangled

life shifts hopelessly By

jurri j.

yellow highlights

contour the canvas of your body’s edge

rushing to keep up as you turn over

and new light kisses your face in ways i only dream of

there’s a subtle jealousy that will always lie above

the echo of heart string so full of want

i shadow in spite so clouded over

you rest just the Same

jurri j.

orange currents

flow uniform with a fluidity meant to embrace

the underside of motion that catches hints of lifetimes both still yet swift

as a cherished warm glow that unfolds to a soul that lifts

offers proof that healing can be found on the cusp of an action

who will be the Ignited

jurri j.

red sounds

splash playfully against the architecture of a rib cage

warmth with every cascade of life rushing forward to make new promises

the sway pushes back and forth, a dance set off without pretenses

can only be described with a string of four letters

and with each stroked line that is crafted we remember

that life seldom escapes us without imprints of feeling

we always seek More

jurri j.