Her Body Is Like Poetry

Here we are in this place. Nowhere and
Everywhere is the corners of this 
Room.  

Bottles of perfume
On the
Dresser and 
Years are lost  

In the corners of her eyes when
She smiles. 

Lights creep
In little
Kindnesses. 
Etched into my heart. Kept in

Place. Looking at each
Other. Wanting
Eternity. Every 
Tear drop. Light or and soft
Rolling down 
Your cheeks