Afternoon
Sun
Lists
Through
Open
Slats
Ghostly
Sheers
Billow
In
Breezes
Sitting
Across
Laughing
At stale
Jokes
I
Wonder
What it
Is about
You
Which makes
Me
Laugh
Afternoon
Sun
Lists
Through
Open
Slats
Ghostly
Sheers
Billow
In
Breezes
Sitting
Across
Laughing
At stale
Jokes
I
Wonder
What it
Is about
You
Which makes
Me
Laugh
In the
Morning
I don’t
Plan my
Day
I step
Into
It
For
Our
Days
Have
Already been
Seen
By others
Trust
Them
And
You
Will
See
Close
We
Are
Arms
Entwined
Ivy
Fingers
Wound
Silent
Birdsongs
Twilight
Two
Are
One
Here
Shielded by
Linen
Protecting
Us from
Our world
Lying
Together
Wolves
In a
Den
We
Hold on
Move
Closer
Closer
Still
Lips
Touch
Complete
We
Talked
Again
At
Long last
Weeks
Gone
Brightening
Smiles
Beards
Grown
All
Missed
He
Warms
Me
Pot belly
Stove
Constant
Warmth
In a
Small
Place
Daylight
Stained
Stemware
Cold
Cigars
Empty
Bottles
Revelry
Remnants
Twilight
Trophies
Sit
Scattered
House
Memories
Made
Linger
In
These