Sacred Space

Music whispers from the old phonograph
Candlelight crawls along the wall
You sitting in the recliner
I nestled on the couch
You with cold beer in hand
Me warming up to a cup of tea
Making new memories
While old memories unfold
Tales of childhood
Rummaging through our minds
Long forgotten stories
On the tips of our tongue
Some laughter filled
Some boiling with sorrow
My hand touches yours
Footprints on our imagination
Bring kid like dreams to surface
Confessions in the dark
Bring us closer still
Shadow selves begin to dance
And sway
In the harmony of our share
Secrets once buried so deep
Breathe into the comfort of you
The sacred space of we


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