In a distant time and place
He watched her sleep, he watched her face.
He said "Look, love, the morning comes,
Arise!"
She rubbed her smiling eyes, and
Joined him by the nightstand window.
It had snowed the night before
With rill and hill and tree transformed,
Now veiled in a silent white
That fell throughout the previous night.
They held each other close, not cold.
They stood and sighed, and folded skin to skin.
She held his hand inside, and hers to him.
That day, night-lovers stood awake
And watched the snow and sunlight break.
But...Oh, will we make this matter any less
Just knowing what came after, and then second guess?
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 3:42 AM UTC
In a distant time and place
He watched her sleep, he watched her face.
He said "Look, love, the morning comes,
Arise!"
She rubbed her smiling eyes, and
Joined him by the nightstand window.
It had snowed the night before
With rill and hill and tree transformed,
Now veiled in a silent white
That fell throughout the previous night.
They held each other close, not cold.
They stood and sighed, and folded skin to skin.
She held his hand inside, and hers to him.
That day, night-lovers stood awake
And watched the snow and sunlight break.
But...Oh, will we make this matter any less
Just knowing what came after, and then second guess?