Born Again

I dreamt I awakened
at your side—
thin film of a sheet
cool against my skin
light the color of
water spilled
through the shade,
broke like rain
against the curve of
your body, shattering the
mask I wear. sharp,
intake of breath
like that time you
surprised me in
the elevator; opening
my eyes to
beauty, right
there in four square
walls. your rounded,
bare shoulder dappled
in liquid light as you
slept. I reached out
and touched the
heat of your arm
traced the curve
of your  face.
when you opened
your eyes
the world was new
and the light of
creation spilled from
your irises
everything was new
everything was new

Comments

  1. Sylvia R @ sylvrpen.com says

    So beautiful, and resonating deeply with me… because lately I experienced similar thoughts and feelings, on returning to our bed after a 3-week self-imposed exile to keep my own from catching my ailment. Thank you for your shining imagery.

  2. says

    I’m glad you are feeling better, Sylvia. Maybe it’s true–the absence makes the heart grow fonder? Or maybe we just need to step back sometimes, to appreciate what we usually hold so close.


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