XX/XXX. Tremble

The leaves trembled. The trunk gave away new breaths. Underneath, the minuscule roots travelled. The birds gathered. The sky rotated. The grass danced. The lion groaned. The fish laughed.

But you and I,

we trembled on the bed. Your hands travelled on my hair. I was gathered in your arms. We rotated and danced in the kitchen. You groaned as you cut your hand with the kitchen knife. We laughed as we took new breaths.

Good morning.