Belonging

We never really slept,
just buried clocks
in the sanctuary
of night
every time I moved
you moved with me,
winged eyelashes
on your cheek returns a kiss
small spaces of silence
in between borrowed breaths
arms tighten
at the whisper of a name
all the words of the heart
the unanswered questions
are at this moment
blue rolling waves
tonight our souls rest
fragrant in spiritual essence
candle-flamed, undamaged
utterly belonging.