The rare comfort of my arm around you and listening to the unsettled sounds of your chest cavity.
the spirals and release, gurgling, and drawing breath.
you like to sleep with the light on but settled in
to these arms
falling asleep
you said
forever
woven
tapestry
friendship
as we grew heavy lids
I fell asleep forgiven
Saturday, December 29, 2001
at 7:51 PM