so what if we spent just one afternoon
scooping grains of unseen stars into the life of our hands
watching as the universe drips between our fingers,
we would stare at one another and breathe
together,
at once, as still, as beautiful as what remained.
so what if we spent just one evening
gathering the last of the sunlight,
we knew we could do it all again
as we knew we’d done it many times before
so what if we spend a night apart,
we are everything, sit beside me
hold my beauty, as I cradle yours
blow the dust of light from our hands,
simply breathe.
Martin Elder
Sun 29th Apr 2018 15:11
I love that line.
'Gathering the last of the sunlight' most of all. good poem
Nice one