Juggling, juggling

Constant asks

Endless tasks


To keep them up


See the liquid

Half full

Not empty

In this plastic cup


Better yet

Completely full

Of sweet red wine

That releases time


Stops this pull

To scatter tears

Undeserving years


Feeling guilty

For someone else’s crimes

Give me peace

Before the rain


Tell me you love me

Again and again

And again


Until I can believe

I deserve its truth

In long dead ringing

Innocence of youth


Left only with

Soft singing

Of a lovers proof

That life is good