Silencing the Voices

Entering the hotel room
where we had loved so well
all of yesterday,
where I fell
asleep by him,
awaking with him inside,
singing to me, I almost cried.

Entering the room,
I sat in the chair
and watched him sleeping,
beautiful naked, laying there…

he silences the voices and I only hear him speak
I laid within his arms again and again I fell asleep.

I woke to hear his voice,
again on my back his breath
singing to me love,
to all other voices, I am deaf

And I watched him sleeping there,
each breath in harmony
my silent words came
splashing out from me
onto a piece of paper
that I found in the desk,

how inspiring it is
to stare at a man at rest

and to wake beside him
free from making choices
breathing and singing

silencing the voices.