Our love was wine drunk
At 3 am on the kitchen floor,
We made space for each other.
We were giggles illuminated
By the fairy lights in my room.
We were lights turned off
And windows pushed wide open;
We were a clear night sky,
We were so beautiful, so pure;
Two stars besides one another,
We were bright and free.
Moving on solid silence breathing preternatural light, an outward shine dances on the eye I am.