"Someone's gentle and warming..."
Someone’s gentle and warming
Flesh pressed into my flesh –
We made love in the morning
With the blanket enmeshed
In-between us, as if its
Sole intent was to bind
Flesh and blood with the spirit
Leaving nothing behind.
Curtains barely trembled,
Scared the moment would break,
I can’t seem to remember
Which of us was awake,
Did the breaking of dawn
Cause my eyes to adjust?
When they did, you were gone.
Did this happen to us?