the world moves swiftly outside my window,
cars slowed by rain, feet hurried.
water falling softly keeps time,
limbs stretched between warm sheets and heavy breath,
thoughts fast, words slow.
curtains drawn, door closed
chaos and demand are kept distant a while longer,
a body unmoved by sound, a mind disquieted by silence.
alone, i lay waiting,
my legs unwilling to join the hurried feet
my heart unable to sit in silence.
i fear that which i have already seen
and revisit in sleep each night.
i fear the weight of words already spoken,
and their taste on my tongue.
i fear the pain of your embrace,
and questions that surround me.
sleep pushed from my eyes,
the world moves swiftly outside my window,
and i lay waiting.
