One

One

We were thieves in the night

chasing the darkness

breaking down doors

crawling through the cobwebbed windows

of empty buildings

We were cracked in the places

unseen

Heads throbbing

eyes adjusting to the shadows

We were drunk with the moon

shattering the sky into pieces

Running, running

We were limbs and breath

tripping on pavement

Bleeding palms reaching

mud sinking beneath our knees

We were praying in the silence

the echo of whispers

Clasping hands

We were one

Angela Minard 2012©