Holding Hands

Whale swallowed all, floating head over feet

Hand clutches his, and love replaced the sun

Water washes burns, thorough and complete

Fireplace set, a home is made and search done

Holding hands in bed, bare feet our ships bow

Animal this size, no wonder I fell

Feet no longer stink, underwater now

And yet my lungs fill and empty like shells

In your hands, our hands, all my hope connects

Dissolving, clutching light, like Jonah I

Your hands a vessel I must first inspect

Our heat warming sheets where we lie

The love in these hands could grow a son

Or daughter

Our love is deep, for me,

It's new water.