Morning light subdued
Lingers past the wake of day
Apple blossom time

I feel like nothing
Physically, I'm living
But I'm not alive

you wear my shirt from
the night before like it's your
turn to fill my space

to savor and taste
where there was only hunger
just the night before

I carry you like
old locks fastened to a bridge —
I unlock nothing

I carry you with
me — heavy keys to locks that
I no longer have

silence, your silence
is not a void — it is a
warmth I come home to

muffle every groan
and moan,
                     and whimper,
                                                 and sigh
with your mouth on mine

you only water
the plants when you need them to
flower and bear fruit

Cool aqua marine
Stillness sinking into blue
I wait for the sun

My fears sink down deep
The pool offers little warmth
I wait in the sun

Questions float in time
Waters answer in silence
I wait with the sun