A beautiful piece from Kerin Sulock, on her own blog Free Thaw:
Last May, I slept on my side. Robin due soon, I faced the door to his room, unlatched and empty. Each night, I thought someone came, stood there, and waited. Only the boundaries of him moved, like water. He never said anything. Beyond him, some better night kept going on, and I wondered how I got there, to where constellations made a net for catching.
Source: Kerin Sulock | Free Thaw