Raw

With our legs entwined
When darkness withers away
We see each others
Naked body and Soul.

As we get as raw as we can
Our silence speaks, a trillion
words to each other
As we spoon ourselves to eternity…

Noise and Meaning

Between those “typing…” messages
and the Skype video calls
which never came;
I wonder what it was
that lingered between us
and that kept us going
on and on then.
Between those walks 
on the beach, dinners, 
stealing kisses, 
and multi-shot photographs;
I don’t know 
what was noise and
what had meaning…

Still fighting…

He walked in,
She looked up;
Their breaths met,
Hair was unmade.

Clothes came off,
Her back arched off the bed;
She enjoyed the ride,
He knew when to stop.

They slept together,
Making love silently;
“The fight is still on”
She whispered at first light…