In the night,
I drift
and often wander.

These moments
—silence like a clap of thunder
—lightening striking an
    unseen place in my Soul.

In this dwelling place,
I reach for your hand.
I realize both of your 
arms have been waiting
—waiting to wrap themselves around me.

I close my eyes.
I can never remember
the length of the moment
held within you.

Next, we’re swinging
side by side.
The light of the silvery moon
—a Segue.

We hum—no words.
I take in your breath.
You take in mine.

Back and forth
we glide
—toes pointing
toward the sky
—the backward
regaining momentum.

Our hands let
as the sun rises.

My heart
begins to beat
another day.

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