I took a little step forward to see how it functioned
and then I understood
there were some things I was still studying
and there were some things
I ought to review more
like sitting on her college twin reading mary oliver aloud
and the way her tears blue and unstoppable, ceased
in the willingness to be together in that moment
a simple stopper to an endless sadness.
love is so endless and so precious
both the rock and the moss
and the fly and the sunlight moving across it
like his fingers pressed to mine on the other side of the foggy pane
and the way he breathes no longer but I hold him still
some where within me
there is a knowledge that this is
never ending.
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