how many more?

how many more days like these
there are quiet doubts lurking
long afternoons blending into
old fears resurfacing
lazy purple-lit evenings


how many more days like these
can I? could I? dare I?
where every dream seems possible
reaching out desperately
and laughter surrounds you
for you
wrapping layer upon layer of comfort


how many more days like these
longing to be safe
how many more moments to store
to be secure
how many more faces to disappear
to be at peace