Sleepless Sunrise
Do you remember the night we stayed up
and watched the sunrise together?
I borrowed my sister's phone and laid in the car
all night just to talk to you.
I locked the doors so no one could get in
but me and the sound of your voice.
I stepped out as the sky lightened
and drank in your words begging me to stay,
just a little longer,
before falling asleep.
I sat on a bench overlooking a field,
watched the trees become framed and silhouetted
by a thousand different colors.
I heard nothing but wind and birds and you.
I fell to sleep smiling like I had never smiled before:
softly, inside and outside of myself,
exhausted by too much beauty, and glowing
with the pride of loving and being loved.
There was a deep relentless fellowship between us,
a phone,
so much sky,
and a friendship.
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Moments Belonging to No One: A National Poetry Month Chapbook
PoesíaApril is National Poetry Month, and I have decided, in honor of the month, to write 30 poems for each of the 30 days. A lot happened in my life throughout this month. Mostly what I wrote about was heartache, breakups, exhaustion, and the way life mo...
