a
Modest
Collection
of Personal
Writings

 

The Writings of Justin Davis

together

she held my hand and we breathed together.
thinking thoughts that we both thought together.
down by the sea we lay together.
inspired by leaves, we slept together.
and as we lay, in black and white
we pulled ourselves so close together.
we dreampt of all the lives
we've left behind and all the times
we've yet to find.
these days so carefully wrapped.
these nights so slowly melt.
maybe we could always be
we should always be...
together.

JCD 8.27.99