Space Between

This bed 

is far too big 

for us, 

beloved.

We do not need 

all of this space 

between us. 

Look, 

beloved, 

how neatly 

your head 

fits in 

the crook 

of my arm, 

how perfectly 

my legs 

bend 

around yours. 

My cheek 

will find 

its resting place 

in the curve 

of your neck, 

and your hands 

will end 

their journey 

on the small 

of my back. 

This bed 

is far too big 

for us, 

beloved- 

we have no need 

for any space 

between us.