How else could I convince you
Knowing you are still in this world
Stamped upon my very own feet
Soul nodding me affirmatively

You held me sweet
So ripe as a pod
Teaching me to walk
To run and climb trees

Most things to me are important you see
I have touched the small red hearts dangling
Our unfinished story properly and still precise
Spreading our glossy memories for years

What matters to me is the bleeding of your heart
How it beats when it misses
When it cries
When it joys

For a long time I thought the world knew me
Simple woman happy by the simplicity of her faith
Committing green knobs to deliciously open
For I am older than I use to be now

Beneath my young and in a hurried spirit
The timeless body forgives full in fragrance
Bodies who once broke hearts
Now patiently rise loving in it’s lung like voice

I love you in my usual position
Fetal like breathing in this quietude of mine
Beautiful like our life use to sound
A sound so identical I would not know how to distinguish it  from the two of us