Easter Sunday

So quiet
No words can tell this story.
Only our breathing
[yours&mine]
Can describe this scene of wonder.
Each whimper answered with
A quickened heartbeat
& I trust you with my life
Baby,
Now and forever.

& suddenly she sits in a thousand naked pieces
As the sky turns a violet shade of lachrymose,
So too her eyes
As she think of you,
And [hopes.wonders.dreads]
The thought of a tiny piece of you, still with her,
And your bare chest against hers,
Arms encircled
[“I don’t want to let you go.”]

Whisper how you love me
As our sky turns black with jealousy
And my heart slows its beating.