december love (for one of the sweetest girls i know.)

hello sweet stranger
my one year, eight months, seventeen days,
first date on december's last day.

it may fall, the ceiling, any minute now
so heavy, the sound of silence
weights. i could have swallowed my pride

and called you up. it would have been
your light gold darling on the highway
and my hand in yours. i'd say

it could have hurt better, your embrace
if honesty matters, smile your smile, and
break me with your arms.