come to know

I reached for the face of
the frank and tender lover I had
come to know.

Why do we shiver in the humid clouds
and cry when there’s nothing left
to cry about anymore?

Everything will happen.

The wingspan of my favorite bird
is not unlike your arms.

Fragility gives good reason
to be disconnected from
the larger whole.

Somehow it never breaks away,

that is how I happened.