For Melinda Lee
There she lay
in the morning light
naked, save the shadows
cast by her own curves
flawless, complete
Her soft blue eyes
remain closed
untouched by fear
holding only the slight
remnants of sorrow
from living raw and alive
in a numb world
Reluctantly I move
unwilling to stir her,
to pull her
from the dreams
keeping company
with her heart
Instead I remove my shirt
slowly press my chest
against her back
wrap my small hand
around her waist
and, breathe in
I breathe her in
I breathe her
so deeply
so completely
into my soul
The morning light
unabashed, dances on
through the fruit trees
inside the dawn
as our witness.
~Alexa
