I woke from the warm depth of sleep
to feel us breathing as one,
uninterrupted bodies gently locked
like spoons in a drawer.
Your knees behind mine,
head pillowed just above mine.
I didn’t want to break the spell
or wake you. I remember
focusing on our togetherness,
our breathing in unison,
on closing my eyes, shutting out
everything beyond us.
The noise of the falling
bombs came later
and your arm tightened
round my waist.