it’s amazing what bodies can accomplish
in the dark, you said, we both
reading into the dawn, our heads
shooting up
like jackrabbits, red eyes
wary in the halflight. we try
to pass it off, just another
comment on the stars,
not on the arms
& thighs & skin of us,
how the clocks of us
feel the pull of tides
in their salty shadows.
we, gentler without the overhead.
we, in awe of how the sun grows
each day like we weren’t even watching.
we, quiet in the roar of the universe.
the tenth muse 
This exudes intimacy and comfort. I love it
Thank you! I appreciate you stopping by!
It was a pleasure
This is one of the best you have written. It speaks of marrow, and seed and storm, the essence of nature and passion. Good work.
That means a lot, coming from you, NK. Miss you.
Beautiful!