A Thousand Stories On
We play with the dog on the floor
and laugh and lean into each other
and your eyes which I know so well
stop me. We talk some more, taking
off the day before our clothes. Holding
you lightly as the wind dies down makes
me believe that intimacy is the silk of the
world. The rest of the night is one long
kiss, as is this life. In a while you will
sleep. Tomorrow, the sun will curl up
the mailbox and skip to the top of the
maple. Like two cut flowers adrift in
the sea, how did we find each other?
This excerpt is from my book, The Way Under The Way: The Place of True Meeting (Sounds True, 2016).
*photo credit: Snapwire