he said—
if you’ll let me,
i’d like to borrow
those powder blue stilettos
and walk a mile in your shoes
right alongside you

or as many miles as it takes
to get you to happy

after all these days and nights
we spend together

i find myself making
choices
and faces
and noises
that i never have before

you’re rubbing off on me
and i like it

you and i are electric

and maybe we’re that
magic kind of lightning
that never has to
touch the ground

i didn’t even have a hammer
the last time that
love asked me to rebuild
the walls he tore down

so maybe that’s why
i’m okay
demolishing them
for you now

this time i have a power drill
and an entire squad of humans
willing to suit up
in bright yellow construction vests
with me

i believe in
wrong places
and wrong people
but never wrong timing

you are never too early
or too late
for all the lessons and beauty
meant for you