Side by Side

Twice last night I turned to you for reassurance,
And discovered something in your sleeping face.

You had the look of one who grew up in a gentle world,
A world where kindness counts for more than cleverness.

I would not cross your gate if all I meant to do
Was trample on your roses...

Letting sleep retrieve me rather than disturb you,
I felt we could be twins who speak a subtle tongue.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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