Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum. The lullaby I
fall asleep to each night permeates your
rhythmically rising chest and softly
vibrates my cheek, willing me to forget
the day's worries and remember
what it is that really matters –
your heart and mine still beat
together, in time, in this still, dark room.
A soothing melody so persistent, so sure,
that it does not matter that you
are snoring loudly or that my brain won't stop
trying to hold on to the worry
and the pain of daily life. All
I know to be true, to be certain,
is that in this moment you and I are here
and we are content. I am content.
Lesson Learned: Thomas Lux once told me, "This is a love poem. You gotta right them, and that's ok."