In Safeness

Come to me

come with our cups and intricate language 

all 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?

was I wearing lace,

all my sins visible?

gentle breezes cleanse the air 

allow me, as I brush against your arm, to soothe your brow 

it is why I am here 

on our last day among the ruins