breath

You were telling a story about intuition and declarations

I had my head on your chest
listening to the story of your being.
There is a song in your breath
the inhale, deep and long
and tat, tat, tat of syllables
then the inhale, deep and long
tat, tat, tat about the vortex
I am in one
in you
that vortex
that beautiful, complicated vortex
drawn in like a breath, deep and long
and tat, tat, tat along your skin
I love you
is my exhale, I love you.

You were telling a story about intuition and declarations

Your lungs singing a song of life. 
I had my head on your chest
Amazed
something so simple
made me the happiest girl alive.