{poetry}

I. Waking

the moment that my eyes forget to close
our tiny little silence I can hear 
to rise the sound of my warm wind that blows
your mouth I find in sun will disappear
with cloud of days and lose the things it knows
when light gets here without your breathing near
the line of you that's traced of wind and star
will glow like breath around us where you are

3/23/2014