March 28, 2019Poem
You are love
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You are love
Sickness
Whispering words
No one can hear
Intimacies
No one can see
Taking me by surprise
The breath of my body
Released in deflation
Winded, I fall
For you
Over and over again
Reaching out
In anticipation
Arms closing
In emptiness
Finding you gone
Is never easy
The first time
Is always a moment away
The power to move
Is often a skill
Too easily lost
Frozen in mind
As well as body
Caught between fear
And a belief
That you will
Still
Be lying there
By my side
When I wake.