As I lie here
Matching my breath to yours
Sun kisses the horizon
The night melts into the wee hours of dawn
A perfect symphony of our breathing
There’s something pregnant in this silence
that looms over our beings
A gentle reminder of all the years
There are days when years of anguish uncurls into a breath of sigh
This is one of them
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 3:51 AM UTC
As I lie here
Matching my breath to yours
Sun kisses the horizon
The night melts into the wee hours of dawn
A perfect symphony of our breathing
There’s something pregnant in this silence
that looms over our beings
A gentle reminder of all the years
There are days when years of anguish uncurls into a breath of sigh
This is one of them
