Love is pushing the last thing

You loved out the window

Of your memory. Falling

And moving like blowing sand

On a dark day, it happens

Not to bodies but to souls

Looking for a way to sense

The world without tools

Or avatars.  There’s no sadness

When souls fall, because we know

That’s how a soul fastens

Onto a world and how it goes

Back to heaven.  So, no surprise

That the soul I saw in you

Was my soul once: In my eyes

You saw a veiled life as a new

Possibility.  It took a touch, a laugh

a strange prophetic silence

to destroy the false book

I had been reading, in one glance.

We share this soul like the wind

Shares the earth: it breathes love

And moves us, until we find

Each other in it and can no longer move.