In Safeness

Come to me

come with our cups and intricate language 

all things we do not share with others 

have  you been listening? 

what do we believe?

thoughts with too many to think them

when was it that we knew this day would  come

were we both alive?

Yes, I say since childhood

was I wearing sheer lace

all my sins visible?

gentle breezes help us cleanse the air we think we deserve 

allow me, as I brush against your arm, soothe your brow with my devotion 

it is why I am here 

on our last day among the ruins