came alive in your embrace.
I found my footing while
looking into your eyes.
I finally let myself breathe
when your deep kisses
took my breath away.
Together walking hand in hand
my fingers effortlessly filled
the spaces between your fingers.
I lost myself as I became
consumed through the act
of saving ourselves from ourselves.
I held my breath while
you fought against your
demons and fears,
always promising to be
on the other side of your
battle waiting for you.
I was fighting too, to save myself,
to show you, if only momentarily,
that the world made sense.
Wanting more than anything
to make you believe once again
that prayers are heard.
I believe good can prevail
against the evil in the world.
But tonight I realize
I cannot fight for my life
for you or for me any longer;
my final prayer is only for tomorrow.
Tomorrow has to be enough
for this fight to be one I can win.
Loving you tomorrow
is enough for me now.
I will celebrate loving you
again when I wake up tomorrow.
Then with new resolve I will fight
to love you for the next tomorrow.
