Our Embrace


Joys are we,

in enemies

we please us

for all to see.

I could use

words said

between us

held in bed.

The sheets

tear not we

a ceremony

are pleased.

Let whisper

find you my

eye is yours

in you pry.

I’ll be brave

soar is more

life it ignores

what adores.

But tear me

at the waste

I seek peace,

an embrace.