When I lay down to rest 
My head upon the warm sheets
I kiss you by an mind to an end
At peace by my side
And there is calm forever more.

A photograph,
stuck behind my eye rises, I retain
These memories, they make the cold die away.
The blistering ice crystals dripping off my nose,
and the room of names where knees knock together and teeth chatter,
slurp, bomb, history.

Today was worthwhile.

Blinking blearily,
So delicate, so soft, so gentle a touch
sweeping from rock bottom to hill top 
Shall we sleep now,
And dream of the sun made of diamonds
made of moments
Glowering down upon our bodies, linked
Upon the bed they place the fatigued,
the weary and the lonely
We shall feel the heat, scouring our skin
The light to chase away the emptiness,
It follows the patterns I trace along your caramelized ebony fur 
graze and finger and hold 
Your padded paws and soft spine 
thumb and press and tickle
Just under your ear, where I know you best. 

This dawning closeness, like strength
Blindingly foreign like immortality, a peek through insanity 
I'll make a photographer yet,
Keep this, us and the searching sensations 
Your tiny foot on my average hand
We'll weep this, keep this, 
Us and everything we need. 


- Sally Sanchez