Letters to a Nurse #21

Photo by Ethan Bethune

I wonder if anyone ever really escapes their origins?

Do we run continuously?

I think we are who we are

Never mind the what

So long as The Who in us overcomes,

Can we overcome?

I woke up and reached for you

But you’re not here

The bed is empty

I was afraid

What if years had passed

Would it be the same

Without you here?

I was afraid to look in the mirror and see

If I was older

Would I remember the taste of your lips?

The curve of your hips

Your eyes burning through me

I think my soul

Looks for you

In every room

No one else is you…

Letters to a Nurse #20

All of her hair, it’s always been red and her lips, they’ve always been red. Her temper, her passion, has always been red. Her fists have always been made.

And I’m lost, when she lets her hair down. When our eyes meet, it feels just like coming home. Touch for touch, a new star being born,

Meet me in the night, morning comes too early, we haven’t got time to wait, we can walk through the fire, I feel like I’m forgetting parts of you my lips need to touch.

Will another year pass? How many hours are in a day? Everything burns blue when she is away…and it rains every day.

Everything in this house burns red when she is near.

-regardingsamuel.com

Letters to a Nurse #13

On nights like these

The first

And the fifth

I feel you

In every room in this house

When I wake up 

And you’re not here 

I want you to know 

I want to hold you closer

I want to love you longer

All we have is time

Kiss me

Feel me

Live it with me on fire

On nights like these

The first

The fifth

When I can’t hold you

I want to be as close

As my name on your lips

In that space 

Where all we have

Is the air that we share

Forget whatever else is out there

They say it’s the lie

That’s out for the truth

hunting it down

Out in the streets

And it’s harder just to believe

Even when you can see

But when it comes to you and to me…

The truth is…

You’re all that I need.

-regardingsamuel.com

Letters to a Nurse #12

I like old things Cameras 

Used notebooks 

Letters

Hard sole shoes

Watches

Glasses

Cars

Rooms

I used to feel old 

I know this year 

Has not been normal

And I haven’t been able to write

about this week

Or last week 

Or next week

But I am filling notebooks

With letters 

And just having you 

With me 

Holding you 

Makes me believe 

We can rise above this 
And we can keep moving forward

Thank you 

Because 

Above everything else 

I love you 

More than all the lines I’ve read 

And 

All the stories in my head

I love you

With just a candle in the room 

Watching you get ready for bed 

Just one more dance 

And one more kiss 

Hold me close 

Remind me 

2016

Had a lot of you 

A lot more good …

Letters to a Nurse #10

My darling.

Without you 

It would just be 

A cold 

Empty 

Gray winter 

Where all things go to sleep

You are the seasoning over my life

The butter

The coffee 

Warming my hands 

The blankets 

Us

Together 

You are 

The smile before the laugh 

My life 

And 

I cannot stop looking at you 

I love you. 

I love you.

I love you. 

-regardingsamuel.com

Letters to a Nurse #8

I love our life together 

I wake up 

And walk through our home 

It’s easy enough to take this all for granted 

Just speed through the dream 

I want to remember us 

Like this 

Right here 

Getting ready 

The moments inbetween

The foreplay to a life of happiness 

Reading with you in bed 

We didn’t have to be together

We could’ve made it 

Just fine 

You don’t owe me anything 

But here we are 

Friends 

Lovers 

Undressing you 

Taking all night 

To get to know you 

Like I’ve never been with you 

But it’s these

inbetween moments 

I’m taking pictures 

I don’t want to lose them 

The candles on the table 
To set the mood 

To guide the night 

That keeps us here inside

Like a chapter in a book we’ve never read.

Arm crossed lovers reading it together in bed. 

-regardingsamuel.com

  

  -origin-Ethan Bethune