Our home is a pretty paper cut-out
Carefully dishevelled to celebrate our life
Our love
The time we do not have

The child asleep upstairs
Left paper trails
Proofs of love
Written up in crayons

I look at you
Looking away
The soft blue light
My lone embrace
Kisses your face

Sleepily longing for your touch
I speak your name
Like a mantra
A password

A sudden
Forgotten
Song

I long
For you again

Your eyes burn like fire
A question
An answer

I long for you again
I speak your name