Swarm and Symphony

We sat on the summer riverside,
a serenade of mosquitoes
winding in whines around our heads
in orbits and halos.

You sat whistling,
I sat listening.

You’d made a pillow
of my belly,
and our warmth
floated in a space
somewhere between our shirts.

I felt your heart beat,
the subtle rise and fall
of lungs and muscles
as you created a symphony
nobody would ever again hear.

I smiled into the sun,
feeling the healing begin.

-GD Butler

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