My Sleeping Baby

She sleeps sitting up

Cradled between

two couch cushions

I toss her favorite blanket over her legs

Even though I know she’ll kick it off

She has her hands tucked below her chin and her knees pulled in

I lean in to hug her and kiss her little head covered in brown locks

And tell her I love her

I always hope I contribute to her good dreams

-Saschia

You Truly Are

I want us to share spaces full of secrets and dreams

I want to share my entire life with you

Not just tidbits

My weird thoughts

my art

New songs I find

new places to explore

just everything

I even save things I know will make you smile

And cook the things I know will give you an excited wiggle

You truly are my Sunshine, Babe

My life would be incomplete without you

-Saschia

Please Exist

There is a reason why you’re here

It’s to read this poem and to realize this poem’s existence would cease without you

It would be silent

A dead silence with the night air stuck in a place that never really existed

It would lack the chaos of us

Trees would fall into oblivion

I would fall into oblivion.

Without you,

there’d be no us

there’d be no poetry

You are the poetry

-Saschia