love grows

love grows in this quiet house 
love grows with every gesture 
we are safe here 
in this sweet forever 
weaving breathless moments into hours 
spreading our treasures in the darkened room 
singing a sanctified sanctifying song 
when lust and laughter come together 
as we do 
intertwining 
we rise and fall and rise again 
and come with trusting mouths and breaths 
sweet love revived 
sweet love renewed and nothing left 
but clarity of light and truth 
sometimes we sit and watch the world 
as days withdraw to the end of the earth 
night falls in this quiet house 
our dreams vanish with every dawn 
all that is left 
are fragile words whispered 
and the wonder of each other 
love grows in this quiet house 
love grows with every gesture

by michèle voltaire marcelin/ Posted by Mags