I wrote this as gift to my little brother and his wife, on their wedding day.
Your
fingerprints are smudged on my heart, indelible
Sweet pain
ebbs and flows from the pressure
When your eyes
light with laughter
My lungs
breathe a smile that goes on and on
With quiet confidence your hands are strong
For someone
who folds so easily into myself
Like origami
paper, quietly with loud colors
We fired an arrow into space and time
To stop the
clocks on this very moment
Freeze frame
each heartbeat ‘til the ground
Is littered
with snapshots of you, of me, of us
How is it that your feet fit my footprints?
How does your
voice sing my unborn thoughts?
How can
desperation be peace, be joy, be good?
Is this how it was for all those that came before?
Knowing
without speaking, dreaming without sleeping
Did they see
eternity rippling out?
Pebble dropped
from their two made one souls?
We’ll pass them by, leaving our flowers pressed between the pages
Quickly now,
tie your wings to my back
I’ll fly you
home and forever.
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