nineteen – reverence

like that first moment of truth, when the eyes of lovers meet
never to be repeated, never lived again, but ever
remembered as the foundation
of all that was and will be  –

that first breath in you extends
over all my days and unslept hours.
in you all colours are bright, and all the rains
bend the light into bridges to heaven.

my wounded heart finds respite in yours,
and when my rivers of words are suddenly wadis,
i find silence in you.

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