Love, the In love
you lose
The only It's
selfless gift of
I is
happiness
self.
a gift for you.
giving of yourself
to gain love for oneself.
It's
that
the outward emotion
warms
Give
—
Deny
the inward.
receive.
and be
fulfilled.
by Jessica Berry
The Moon's The
Vigil
silvery
glow
of a moonrise filters
my
through I
it
window.
reach for
runs through
my
it,
fingers
like water.
Liquid moon-shine can't be contained. It
goes through and around as if
I
me
wasn't even there.
No it
matter what
I
do,
can't be stopped.
Even when
my
world
falls apart, it
keeps
by Rhonda
19
its vigil.
S.
Rossier
