I woke before you and morning,
your arm a rubber band on my torso,
our limbs framing my stormproof nest.
I gave thought to physics claiming I am also somewhere
never having met you.
She must carry all of LA’s standstill traffic in her pockets,
exhaust seeping from strained seems, believing she is
light enough, believing she knows what it means to glide,
not knowing about me, and our snug branches.
This is amazing ♥️
So beautiful!!!