Country #2

you are close and warm
against me
moving slightly in your sleep.
coyotes are howling nearby
outside the old house
full of history
the many lives who began
and ended there
or simply passed through
for a season
their presence is peaceful
the night still and silent
except for the cries
of the coyotes.
sound carries a long way here.
I lie awake wondering
do the coyotes hear
your cries of passion?