listen.
her voice is sweet–
sweeter than any other here tonight.
her voice was squeezed,
crushed,
gasping.
oblivion drew
a thick red line
against her throat,
but today her song is sailing to the sky
and we are wrapped in the glorious miracle
of her melody.
I want to wrap you around me like a coat.
I want to pull up the hood and huddle closer
to keep out cold realities.
I want to button in the warm assurance
of your body tight against me.
I want to cuddle into the closeness
of your heart next to mine,
and the comfort and contentedness
of being wrapped in your love.
Shawn L. Bird 
Night warmth December 3, 2010
Tags: free verse, love, poem, poetry
Beneath my pillow
Left hands woven together in the night
Rings touching
Cold feet pressed into warm shins
Arms encircling.
Breath moves through my hair,
a breathing blessing.
We’re facing the same direction
In sleep
In life
And in love.
.
.
Submitted as part of Thursday poets’ rally. Week 34
Rally participants, please include a link to your own entry within your comment. This makes it easier for both rally participants and the general public to discover your poetry. Looking forward to reading!
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