lay down

past
the pause
that interrupts
a fragile
balance
of tangling

beside
the stream
inside
a dream
we recline
together

your breath
brushes
my cheek
your touch
whispers
of love

I am bent
down
with
emotion
my eyes
shut

I shutter
you are
there
and have
the essence
I need
to survive

I writhe
with desire
and ache
against
the hope
of our bed
becoming
a garden
where
love
can grow