Sitting across from her at our table
The small kerosene lamp dancing light off her hands, inviting caress and hold
I dreamed of us once
Anticipation of a destined familiarity before reality pressed its flowers in our story book
Here we were again, this time in shared space and breath
Eyes open, hearts sitting in rise
Was my dream the reality I needed to feel in order enable vision?
Or was my vision what I needed in order to enable my feelings?
Was the quiet of my night where my heart was found?
How did she know to look, was it ever her choice not to?
Her eyes in that one moment
Like the universe throwing an anchor out of my boat in wake
Causing pause, an altering drag in time
Ushering away all that was meant to pass in gentle flow
Leaving only the space we share and the stars that guide us home
The universe collided without our direction
The universe collided without our ask
The universe speaking only to say
Look in her eyes and welcome her home