Consider This Your Three Little Words

Is this a love
though at times
lays still
and is never boisterous...

it feels certain...

though we carry
the idea in soft palms
and muted whispers,

It feels as if
it is our own...

Is this a love
that demands time
for simple pleasures...

A note,
brief conversations
the “if you were here” thoughts..

“those” serve as my warm
tea which can soothe
painful swallows...

Is it this love
which carries us through
dark and narrow...

And opens our eyes
to help us stare down
nightmare’s faces...

Is this the love
which has united us
hand in hand
and created this
power of two?

It feels certain....

This,
which makes the earth
more sensible
and we are
less foreign...