Almost A Love Song

by Moira A. Richardson

and i think of you.

your head buried between my thighs

and i think, "this might not be love,
but it sure feels nice."

but when we're lying in bed together,
that's when i know.

when we're lying in bed,
you sound asleep,
and i can't sleep (again)

i lie there and i listen to your breathing
lying there trying to match my breathing to yours
as I listen
and i know there's nothing i'd rather listen to,
nowhere i'd rather be.

and i know this is everything.
this is nirvana, heaven, ecstasy, love
are rolled up in one

as i listen to your breathing.