after days of being away
to our house
to our home
i see your reflection
in the glass door
as you lead the way and
my breath leaps
as the key glides
and the lock clicks loud
and the door swings wide
and i notice
your hands
your fingers
that love me so carnally
trembling beside the curtain
the landscape
of your back
rippling
like a starlit river
before
you turn
to me
and say,
the house was
hollow
without you.
