Wednesday, January 17, 2018

"Now" by Gene Hodge, Frequent Contributor & Poet of the Week

Gene Hodge

It’s morning . . .
Turn off the alarm—
don’t turn on the TV.
Let’s just lie here
in each other's arms
and be who we are
and let the day be
who the big guy designed it to be.
I have no other desire
but to be where you are.
If the world says
two people are missing today,
“who cares?”
There is no space between us . . .
not even the air we breathe.
Beneath these warm covers,
in your arms,
I am safe . . . for now.
And now . . . is where
I choose to live.

Poet’s Notes:  We are always seeking refuge from the responsibilities of the day.  And to spend those moments with someone you love, before our minds begin to fill their bottomless cups with tasteless coffee, is a longing in everyone’s heart. 

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