
fields
of memories glean
and, the water tower
sits at the center
of a love that is greater
than
what we purported
to know, as the grass
grows taller, and we stay
a little while longer
sitting
in each other’s
presence, while the birds
among the trees
sing love songs
to each other, called forever
and
a moment
together, is worth more
than all the gold
laid down
inside the rock
a millennia ago
when last
there was a time
that stopped
stood still
just like,
my heart
when you’re near
close
enough
to feel you’re
presence on my face
breathing
and whispering
something
into outer space,
as I await
your warm embrace