Have you ever seen two swans sleeping? 

Cocooned into themselves as self sufficient duvets 

Two lovers next to one another

The warm self hug 

As the duck swims a beautiful course along the river alone with grace 

And I missed you in that moment 

I wanted to point out its beauty in symmetry leaving traces of its journey behind in its wake

Of wanting to tell you that you shouldn’t feed bread to the ducks anymore and instead feed them grapes 

I would’ve asked you why grapes 

And who knows if you or I would know that answer 

But there’s something soft in the asking anyway

In asking without expectation of reply