Unfurled

Then we were siblings, twinned, curled
tight as a Fibonacci spiral of leaves.
When you spoke you bereaved me of words,
your breath my parted mouth's content,
our faces intent, our hearts humming-birds.
 
Now your shell is held to my ear,
one hand curled tight around and bereft.
With the other, I turn over leaf after leaf,
my breast your cupped hand's catch,
my future balanced on your belief.