This poem is
About the sun.
The Sun
Told me you
Were a poem
Forever.
I felt it on
Our shared skin that night.
And then
We wrote it
Everywhere
On this world-we could be enough song for us all
Until, we were
Graffities of praise…or giraffes of wonder in some distant continent’s glaze or listening glisten…that is…
Wherever we rose
Into our morning names, together forever,
We were, even before-shining like this.