The Oasis

by H. Boehnke-Sharp

Outside the lawnmower shrieks,

The leaf blower howls,

The dogs are barking at an unseen fiend.

I hear the phone ring, and let the machine answer.

You and I lay on the bed, surrounded by week’s worth of laundry.

Skin to skin, belly on belly.

You are nursing to a steady rhythm,

Oblivious to the noise and world around you.

You and I are nature’s perfected machinery.

Your rhythm eases my tensions,

Your warmth and surrender wash away my cares.

I close my eyes and focus on you.

The noise is gone,

And there is only you and I,

On our Oasis in midst the chaos.

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