That morning after we made love
I read you THE LITTLE PRINCE
because you had come
to love it
& understood
that you had tamed me
with your love
and how we are all
responsible
for whom ever we love
and that only what is
invisible
can be seen
by the heart
that is aware
and can understand
what is & isn’t there.
You cuddled
into my voice
as trapped in
a shaft of sunlight
you wept
& slept
and I cradled
your head
with all its curls
& preciousness
your breath
so delicate
against my chest
beautiful in its
fragileness.
Dónall Dempsey
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