Dappled Shadows

ICR — April 21, 2021

The time between before the last and the time before
spoke volumes
about the way your hands float
across your face as you
laughspeak through
the stories of your day
the sunrise broke through the blocking
pillars of your fingers
and through cups of coffee
as it competed with
the light from your face
for the space we
share between us.

I told you that I thought I wasn’t
sure of what I’d see of turning
back
sometimes
to the wherefrom of some of
the things I say
about myself in
the mirrors behind me.

and you stood up
turned us around,
And told me that
even when I cant
the bright from
our life can
always speak for me.