A home filled with glasses
but we drink from one

like the irreversible infusion
of tea and water
she is now a part of me,
of my consciousness

she has penetrated and
altered the depths
of my subconscious make up
I am no longer I,
as I was
but we

we share a part of me
that has made us three*

I watch her sleep
I listen to her breath
I touch her warm skin
I inhale her familiar scent that is
imbedded in my memory

my Rose



*now 4


Billy Kavellaris