in the moment that we first met
i think the wind held its breath
and the ocean ceased its movement
because why not watch a
beautiful moment play out?
the mountains pierced the clouds for us
and the birds pulled apart the universe for us
and the sun burned our faces into each
others' eyelids
but our hearts pulled us together with
their fingers tangled in our hair
i think the stars came alive again for us
to shine during the day
and the moon was borne a new face
one that smiled kindly


do you think the wind is back to whistling
tunes?
do you think the ocean is back to moving
mountains?
maybe the mountains have gone back to shrinking
and maybe the birds have run out of air
and the sun pointed its heat elsewhere
but i think our hearts still hold on to
our hair a bit too tightly.
the stars have gone back to disappearing
even at night.
and the moon has turned its face to the
darkened side of the galaxy