Monday, March 1, 2010

i smooth down the sheets of our bed
and i do it so gently and so soft
because in this bed you can find us
as we lay catching the gray of the
morning and we rest entwined waiting for
the sleep to lift and for life to begin
again but it is sweeter here now that
a tiny little body takes up a huge part
and your smell and hers are mixed under
pillows and a lot of these three is spoken for
between those blankets we started new worlds
and discussed what was to come tomorrow or
in 100 years when we are hunched and weaker
and the prints on those sheets will signify
what we will become because we spoke of it