Breathing Furniture - BeeWaee
Breathing furniture, quiet and near
Things that have stayed year after year
Couch with a hollow shape to your frame
Knows how you're tired without asking a name
Table remembers rings made of tea
Small faded circles of who you could be
Chair by the window leans just a bit
Keeps every sunset where you used to sit
Bookshelves standing taller than you
Holds up the weight of what you've been through
Drawers that whisper wood against wood
Slide open slowly, say it's all good
Carpet with footprints pressed in its pile
Keeps every visit, keeps every mile
Lamp in the corner breathes with its glow
Says almost nothing, says what you know
This is breathing furniture, soft unspoken care
Quiet steady company waiting in the air
This is breathing furniture, gentle, old and true
House keeps its heartbeat partly made of you
Bed with its valley, sheet with its waves
Holds you like stories nobody saves
Pillow, no secrets, salted and warm
Storms that were weathered without any storm
Mirror in hallway doesn't decide
Just lets your face arrive and reside
Closet keeps shadows stitched to your sleeve
Things you outgrew and still didn't leave
Handles grow polished by fingers and years
Shining with laughter, duller with tears
Cupboard doors open slow then stay
Listening kindly to what you won't say
Window frame wooden, warm to the hand
Watches the weather, it doesn't command
Walls take your leaning time after time
Hold all your silence without asking why
This is breathing furniture, not alive and yet
It knows every promise you tried to forget
This is breathing furniture, humble, patient art
Keeping shape around the shape of your heart
Night makes the outline softer and wide
Shadows sit down right by your side
Clock in the kitchen ticks through the air
Filling the room that's already there
You turn the light lower, let your hands rest
House does the holding, does all the rest
Nothing is speaking, nothing inferred
Still you are answered without a word
Breathing
Breathing furniture, quiet and kind
Built out of wood and pieces of mind
Breathing furniture, steady and true
Room keeps on breathing right along with you