Like cats intertwined
Or puppy dogs tumbled alltogether,
You and I
share cares (bare) on this bed.
In and Out
Your breath and mine,
Like thoughts laced with wine or
Sunlight through vines.
Just then, when I stood next to you,
It took all my pacifism
To not reach out and touch you.
Now I sit here on the edge
Of war wondering why I didn’t.
Wait.
I did.
I reached out and stroked your face.
Just my body
Stayed in place. Now, . . .
Night and I are dark inside.
The moon and you
A rising tide.
This life (and the rest) too light.
Night and I,
We must hold tight.
