thirteen; we are, we are

like footsteps on pavement
in suburban city streets
we are natural, we are comfortable, we are content

like warm fires at night
in fireplaces at our feet
we are calming, we are reassuring, we are safe

like books on shelves
in the library of our hearts
we are close, we are ancient, we are bound together

and like the curtains on the windows
in the old home we used to share
we are hiding, we are translucent, we are faded by the sun.