what if i opened my door 

and you were in the other room

id scratch your head and

soften my eyes. 

–

me, you, us both

a whirl 

our happiness, our happiness. 

–

nimble fingers, craving ears, absorbing eyes 

we’ve already got a past, my love. 

–

you stood at the edge of the world

a baby in a rock’s womb

to cement something ancient. 

you looked at me anew 

–

blue, blue edge. 

–

a circle and a triangle, 

spinning in orbit 

–

pining for understanding, pining. 

–

in one month, i will go somewhere 

you cannot come 

but 

you’re always on the other side 

of the door.