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The Perfect Moment by Wendy Brown-Báez

This is another one from my poetry pal.

The Perfect Moment
By Wendy Brown-Báez

Maybe it was when you stretched out on the
couch and said, Sing me a lullaby,
the way you clutched the pillow to your chest
like a young child and I became the
mama who knew what to do for her boy.

Maybe it was when I settled myself to take your
head into my lap, the way you became the man
I had caressed those years of floating
out the evening until we could go to bed
and I would be comforted by human warmth
to mask our haunting fear.

Maybe it was the way you sank into sleep
and I watched your breath rising and falling
until my hand grew still and I fell back against the
pillow and slept as well, satisfied.

Absence by Wendy Brown-Báez

My poetry buddy is introducing me to Wendy Brown-Báez, and I’m so glad!

Absence
By Wendy Brown-Báez

I am more here in your bed
than anywhere without you.
It is after all your breath I am
breathing in the thick midnight
walls. Remembering how you told

me you wake up at three, I
awake. You need no mention
of dreams. I carry them
stillborn over the threshold
of this place so mine because

it belongs to you. Even your
past cannot creep between
us when I cradle you in my
hunger. When I stoke your
black hair like silk in my

hands, never doubting the
beat I hear is the high tide coming
to beach me on the precipice
over which I float away,
using my wings like love.