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.