"rest, you are the sun" version 2
we sit hand in hand-
outside it snows.
the future remains a fragile thing.
we've built a house of cards. i am
reminded of your lipstick on my collar &
your reflection in my bathroom mirror
when i am alone. when we sleep
our hearts beat the same pattern.
each meaningful
event is marked on a
timeline we'll never see.
every single moment is alive.
our tighly clasped hands give way
to sweaty palms & we look to
one another and say:
"another year, another year"
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