Frogs Keep Time

The screen

door shut

with a

snap behind

me. 

The window

filtered

sunlight

on my

face

as the screen

filtered

the air 

to my lungs. 

I let you

sit in

my lungs

for a moment.

Eyes shut

I ask

what you

want in

the moment.

Your voice

whispers

to dance

with the wind.

Waiting with

patience 

the leaves

start to 

sing

as the frogs

keep time.

Your shadow

dances 

with mine.

So you

live.