Such a Soft Little Storm

I fell asleep, such a radiant self-awareness,

I woke with such a burning, little love,

Such a knowing of things, such a growing, little seed.

My body had been walking in my spirit,

Travelling to the places of you, thinking your thoughts,

Slipping into the sounds of you.

You were right where I knew you’d be,

Your body was spirit walking too.

I found you standing beside my bed,

Sliding in and out of dresses one by one.

You didn’t need them after all.

You climbed right into me, into my open heart,

You curled up and slept so sweet, such a brilliant way to feel you,

So lovely the way you dreamed my every dream,

Perfection in the grand randomness, such a pretty, little chaos we’ve been dreaming.

You slipped right into the skin of me, gripping and growing roots.

I felt you growing through every artery and vein,

My blood, so hot and rushing, swirling about you.

I’ve never wanted to give so much of everything,

Never needed to give it all like this.

I’ve never dreamed such a soft little storm,

Never worn such a pretty, little heart as yours.

It was so gentle how you broke all my sadness into sunshine,

So damn sweet how you murdered every fear,

And sliced open all my worries and pulled out,

The dreams lying wet and red in their bellies.

You nursed each one from your breasts.

They opened their eyes and smiled stars at you,

I’ve never seen such gorgeous moonlight,

Than that which flowed from your eyes.

You planted smiles in me with every touch,

You kissed my soul so tenderly, so sweet,

You drew such pretty pictures with your lips,

Your warm, little spirit burned up all my cold despairing,

You’ve got me glowing like a bonfire!

You laid me to sleep beside you forever,

In this beautiful, little waking of ours,

And I’m singing little songs of sighs,

I never knew could be so satisfying.

I want to live this dream of you in me always,

You closed your eyes and woke with me forever.

Eric M. Petit