3.03.2012

storm

i woke up early while the rain was still
pounding our small home with relentless fervor
but you slept on unaware of the storm
you're good at that you know
sleeping through torrents of angst that
only seem to wake me and rob me of sleep
i laid down then, next to you
and the steady rhythm of your breathing
waiting for the rain, and your breath
and the beating within my chest
to give me rest  

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