"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?