Friday, June 3, 2011

Our life

When the rain is falling
and the stones are wet

If the streets are crowded
with uneven squares

As the laces drag
off the edge
of my shoes

In the darkness
before the alarm

Pressing into sheets
enriched with your
scent

In the stillness before
first breath

I am held
by our life
together

We are held
together
by our life

1 comment:

melissa said...

held together by life, by the breath that is life. beautiful.