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