subtle and unyielding, this breath
this thought,
this wish
a careful desire stretched to its limit
buoyed by shadow-laden complexities
like the spring remembering what it was promised in autumn
the time and space hovering between us
is everything, is nothing
and we cannot help but turn our insides out
for this we love each other
and add our colours to the spiral of becoming
the summer tapestry of sun, moon, stars
a blue kimono long since discarded
replaced now with a distant, impossibly close sweetness
your voice and imagined smile
we are the downfall of ourselves
and play each other like a fugue
trembling all the while
one day we shall learn the truth of us
and this will be a seed,
and we shall plant it in love