I live and breathe and think in this space

Work in this space

Pray and eat in this space

until you come along—you and your arms-wide space

heading to overlap me, drawing Venn diagrams around us, two

mapped inside a certain intersection,


almond-shaped, like your eyes

always looking upward—at me, or her, or the stars,
Eyes like mirror *****,
illuminating the world’s dance floor

Steps bounding enough to motivate us both.

I am charged with your leap of faith,

opposites attracted and drawn across decades,
I invite you in, believing wholly in me

Knowing I can never make this space

big enough for two

Yet after the party we sit here in silence,

as only friends do.