To Touch, to Tremble is to Love
Lie next to me with the stars watching jealously As we curl together and sing to our babies Why should we ignore all the beautiful sounds The feelings that echoed and caught in the ground? Muffled in the grass and muted by dirt Discovering touch, and how our bodies work Fumbling like toddlers in the darkness so dense With the world as our bed and the night as our fence Lips tremble cautiously as you hold onto me Wrap your hair in my fingers and hope you belong to me So make your eyes moist for me, down to your boundaries To all the edges where our houses lie in sleep So we watched the dew drip from all of the flowers Dampened in the dawn and distended for hours Your hands on my belly and tracing my bones The places our babies would know as their homes
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