A Shower, a Song, and We
He thinks I never listen
His voice in the shower
No matter what song
He is singing,
I am soothed
I am comforted
That he is still alive
Still able to feel.
His voice is
Strong, deep
And secure
And I fall in love again.
He doesn’t know
But I love that moment
When he is immersed
In himself,
His “alone” time
Becomes my time
And he sings
Describing my life.

wonderfully written, makes me feel the love!
Thank you Joycelyn. A little love goes such a long way.
this is an amazing piece =]
Thank you so much. I dive into simplicity when it comes to a loving point. That’s what I really enjoyed about your writing.
thank you. i love simplicity it just works for me. =]