every day with you is as it should be
because there is no as it should be,
just as it is.
you,
brown eyes looking into mine
and dimples lasting a lifetime.
escaping moons
and sunshine laugh.
me,
the one moon you don't escape from
and washed in old rain,
green and blue only on you
with love to fill you full.
us,
some sort of divine heat and softness
wrapped in the quilted universe
and forever making new meanings
of this life together.
