‘Tis on the morn of day 23
My lover and I, silence wears us
We look into the abyss of
Each others’ catch lights
As not the smallest wish is found.
You see he is enough
I am enough
We are enough
And destinations have no place
In our world of now.
It is a world of this very moment
Letting go of the past for today
And darting away from future visions
It is enough.