
Love is pushing the last thing
You loved out the window
Of your memory. Falling
And moving like blowing sand
On a dark day, it happens
Not to bodies but to souls
Looking for a way to sense
The world without tools
Or avatars. There’s no sadness
When souls fall, because we know
That’s how a soul fastens
Onto a world and how it goes
Back to heaven. So, no surprise
That the soul I saw in you
Was my soul once: In my eyes
You saw a veiled life as a new
Possibility. It took a touch, a laugh
a strange prophetic silence
to destroy the false book
I had been reading, in one glance.
We share this soul like the wind
Shares the earth: it breathes love
And moves us, until we find
Each other in it and can no longer move.