Secret moments stolen in despair
Sacred presence together shared
A fading memory of skin on skin,
I’m nearly sleeping
Inhaling through her golden hair
The world is looming,
I’m nearly weeping
Feels too small to hold US,
All consuming
Every day there’s less to breathe
Running out of air,
I feel it looming
Waking up I surrender to the cycle
A knowing look, a stolen touch, a pregnant smile
I close my eyes and see tomorrow
Shoulders touching we move together
A nightmare only, was the sorrow.
Arms outstretched praying I’ll reach her
Waiting, asking for patience
Love I beg you, please fuck please, be a gentle teacher