Posts tagged: lonely
We are a meadow where the bees hum,
mind and body are almost one
as the fire snaps in the stove
and out eyes close,
and mouth to mouth, the covers
pulled over our shoulders,
we drowse as the horses drowse afield,
in accord; though the fall cold
surrounds our warm bed, and though
by day we are singular and often lonely.
(Denise Levertov)
I remember the desperate
things we did
and that I stumble
down sidewalks listening
to the buzz of street lamps
at dusk and the crush
of leaves on the pavement,
Without you here I’m viciously lonely
and I can’t remember
the last time I felt holy,
the last time I offered
myself as sanctuary
(aaron smith)
