I could write your soul
like this skyline
breaks the sunset
a slender silhouette
reaching toward heaven
I could write with
those lines nestled
in the curves of your back
if given another chance
to read them
your voice
like this humming night
And how it nibbles
At my ear?
I could write that too.
I could write how
those hours were alive
breathing
rising and falling like our chests
two bodies
talking
with no need for words
our time is so short
but our memories so long
and you always follow me home