Something About Tenderness

Behind the door

Pressed to the wall

Blazing through the gap

The light in the hallway

Behind closed eyes, the old humming returns

Breath thin as silk

On a phone call

Distantly listening

Shirtless in the sheets

The light in the hallway

You say something, muffled, about tenderness

Smoothing out the worry

I feel everything again

The swishing of fabric

The rippling of water

The light in the hallway

Glowing under my skin, it stretches lazily out

Mingling with the air

With the darkness here, behind the door