9.20

Reminiscing an afterglow

Of what I call a daydream is

On a chill yet sunny morning 

That we both parted as equal 

I might have tried to shut me eyes in quiet

While his heartbeat was keeping me awake

When his breath motioned inside my skin
like a lullaby

We forgot how it tastes like

To depart from the same direction and
 return safely to each others' homes
To sip the drunkenness of an early morn or
an evening that is rather too gold

So I chose to pretend falling into a deep rest
Ignored every else's presence but that only his exists
Silent, but to sleep next to him
 Until I woke up

As resurrected and divine