Waking Up Together

 

In the dead of night

from black to blue to white

faint bird notes fall

one by one

light nears

 

from his heart to her hand

thousands of kilometers of veins capillaries

in crumpled bedsheets

they’ve traveled years to get there

 

a crow caws ahead of the alarm-clock

her bloodflow the ticking

fail to merge together

until his first smile echoes hers.

 

(Sabine Huynh, published in Soul Feathers – anthology)

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