With Each Cup

Each morning I think 
You’ll find me, time
In the beauty that I walk with

At midday I’m sure
That you’re afraid
Of the clutter of my first name

With evening I wish
You’d peel away
My frazzle before we sleep

Pulled

I watch 
As from afar 
You count them
The near-missed curves
And the angles
Maddeningly calculate

Keep staring 
Blankly
Into the tonic
While the true
Keeps calling you 
From your virtual walk

Sound Ground

Since I was seven
Or sooner
I’d the biggest biceps
The fleetest feet
See how I saved you
Before you knew to feel
Afraid

All it is now is late
Tho’ fixed more mighty than then
I’m ready to jump 
Jump
Jump
And this time 
Let you catch me