Literature
05:43
It awakes me with a twitch, one I think it regrets
and almost apologetic, it does not embrace
it simply affirms my presence here, and looks
a little pale, a little quiet
a little strained
but it disturbs me not, it's the ever and vague
and it is early, I understand
she is gone - with the rest, let us not, here
give a minute of longing
when we are ready at last to partake.
a while til sunrise then another til day
and together we wait, quiet and careful
to not afflict by awareness
the presence of each other, in this
pearl, this moment
which I appreciate now
more than ever. I think we care
for one another, maybe I am vain.
either way, it'