charcoal by Gavyn McClure

5 Homespun

A warm fre, A dark starry sky

Once upon a time, We fought for our lives Became hard and brittle

We were broken glass alone But we returned a joined mosaic

I read a weathered book You sew moonlight in your hair Your lips taste like a storm in the sun

Your breath on my skin Is softer than the chirps of the crickets

I feel your smile I close my book Our eyes meet

A gentle crackle A bright glance

I feel at peace In the homespun life we’ve made Together