as springtime arrives
night draws me
closer into her atmosphere
further from the air of day
which breathes on me and
leaves me stifled with
too much conformity
too much intensity
too much expectation
and as we are together
night and i
i pray day to observe
how we sit with one another
how we talk without speaking
how the space between us unfolds
receiving without question
delivering without condition
without asking how or why
