Twilight Dreaming

Last night we shared

one pillow –

two heads touching softness,

grey hairs intertwining,

within and beneath us.


Two bodies cradled


becoming one

with no beginning

or ending

or rough edges,

just us laying

without the expectations

of youth.


And when I turned

to look at you

I saw my reflection

touching your face,

kissing your lips,

then closing my eyes

to the understanding

that I was finally home again.

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