The Hour
written by: Genevieve S. Aguinaldo
Every night when you sleep
I hide in your arms
I hold your hand
while I stare at your face
You have the eyes of a turtle
coming home from a long swim
I can trace your dreams in those lines
waves of wrinkles that sparkle with age
How can you not see your beauty?
Your nose, pointed as the bottom of a shell
that has been washed up at sea.
Your lips are soft as the first step in the sand.
Each night I look at you
wondering what kinds of adventure
are lulled in your pillows
I wait for your mumbles
your secret incantations in your sleep
Will you say my name?
I wait until I too drift into my own dreams
Tomorrow
I will wake up to my alarm
watching as you run for your keys
saying that you are late for another meeting
You will not know
that for the whole night
a whole moment
we were in love
we were at peace
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