hushed brush strokes
painting love in the starlight.
lovelier than any art
to a secret convergence
filled with breath from both our lungs
from within -
not a distance but a bond
filling thick and close to bind
because this all feels so real.
as it rolled down both our cheeks
but not tears -
tiny vessels of rapture.
A Saltwater Lullaby.
more precious than my heartbeat.
held so close
as I join you in sweet dreams.