Night Riddles

What is daring love?
is it the sight of her face,
the infection of her laugh
how about when she holds his hand
and flips the world upside down?

what is this ache?
is it the sting of a bee
the scent of lingering flowers
the splash of ocean mist
raining down to stain the sand?

what is really here?
is it what we find real
something to be held onto
something we can feel
between the streams of fish?

what is fear?
is it the loss of comfort
and the joy deep inside
like a blind man smiling
as his hands touch her face?

what is the dream?
is it fragments of puzzles
missing the center pieces
just like an empty vessel
missing a heart from a chest?