here
there's an egg roll
that tastes like childhood
and what children have we become
laughter fills the leaves
of our garden
and we are digging deeper
rooted in the clay
safety in its expansion
the land holds its breath
with us now
than we ever
have before
i am cracked open
my love,
vulnerable as we grow
around each other
beyond each other
because of each other
and the green of our saplings
are hardening to brown
the birds sing back to us
my love,
hey you
in the morning
the koel pierces through
exhaustion
telling us we will get through
another day
that so very new
tired
my love,
as we hold each other
and let out this breath
when the breeze
is cool in Bangkok
and the storms are
memory
we winter
amongst
all this new growth
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Comments (4)
Such tenderness. I love how the easy passing of time. Thanks for sharing. ššš¤
The peace in this is wonderful. Iām glad you both are replenishing your spirits together somewhere beautiful!
So gentle, hushed, and growing. I love this so very much
Such lovely pictures you have created for my mind to imagine