This One Heart (poem)

I think of spending nights with you/ 

quietly as we lay with nothing to say

because our hearts would have already spoken  words that would have 

transformed into airs of passion that we could only breathe/ 

Just by looking into each others eyes we would see the things that went unseen,

like seeing a star up close we would see the beauty within each other we

had never paid attention to/ 

and all of the heartless emotions that we 

thought belonged between us would melt, becoming a puddle of things 

we've chosen to forgive/ 

but for now we are spending our nights quietly,

reminiscing on the thought of a past for our future, leaning into the sound 

possibility that beyond all of this thinking our souls have already begun to 

share this one heart...  

© 2012 Holly O'Brien