Love Poem, 7 of __

My sweet,

I was speaking to Natasha yesterday over tea
and she asked me, What keeps you breathing?
Funny to inquire about what we’ve never
presided over. I considered this question as one
about stillness and answered your name.
From the heavens, nothing on earth
is in motion. Be well until I’m there
to ensure it.

All my love,
Sylvain