Tuesday, September 7, 2021

2178









Whispering
was her
favorite way
to quiet me
softly instructing me
to embrace her openness

she taught me
to never question
coming home




In her own
unusual way
she sat
on the whole worlds lap
at once

never making us
too conscious
of one another
or ourselves




There are times
when I think of
personal freedoms
you remind me 
of me

and I of you
I hope