the glow comes when the light
shines through you
throwing rays of hope and arbitrary beauty
across the landscape of sunset
onto the lawn of autumn with
its hidden roots of winter
fighting hard to dig down deep
and all that color clinging to branches
far too tired to hold you
the sun glinted off his shoulder as he marched on without her,
tall and straight and weathered, the way a diamond will catch the light
and throw a tiny moon onto the ceiling as you put away the dishes,
and in that one brief second, her breath caught in her throat.
it all made her think, quite suddenly, that surely, none of this
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