I loved you next
more a breath
than a cry
placed in my arms
Were you smiling
I think you were
Finally!
Finally!
All this wonder
You spoke to the sky
or it spoke to you
in silent syllables
you gathered my hands
this
is the world
a first morning
dew lipping
each green blade
the magnificent quite
When you wouldn’t fit
the every other box
I forgot the hold
of your hand
scrubbed you
brushed you
pressed you
to hang
exactly like any other
Folding your knees
you covered your ears
flipped the blue collar
stuffed shelves, pumped gas
listened for leaks
until
the quite screamed
and you stood
shouted at the sky
fisted the air
demanded
every bit of matter
and heard
the in between
of everything
You held out your hand
to me
and smiled
with wonder
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