The pink and purple bled through the clouds this morning
color wicking on every strand of vapor melting across the sky
and I knew it
inside of that moment
but I also knew it
that night in our youth
when minutes stretched far and wide
and you reached through fear and longing
to hang your heart on a hook
that bore your name
or
that time when heaven cracked open
and rained grace and fairies
on the both of us below
twice
but then again
it happened just a week or so ago
You and me
gazing past the present reflected in our eyes
for a moment, seeing a future
that made us cling wildly
to the rock
that we had become
it is every day
really
all gathered up
one by one
and in one
alone
I know it
my whole life long
