Your Step Will Call Me Like Music Poem by Dónall Dempsey

That morning after we made love
I read you THE LITTLE PRINCE

because you had come
to love it

& understood
that you had tamed me

with your love

and how we are all
responsible

for whom ever we love

and that only what is
invisible
can be seen

by the heart
that is aware

and can understand
what is & isn’t there.

You cuddled
into my voice

as trapped in
a shaft of sunlight

you wept
& slept

and I cradled
your head

with all its curls
& preciousness

your breath
so delicate
against my chest

beautiful in its
fragileness.