As the wind shifts

Slender stems are crushed beneath our exuberant collapse
as familiar fingers dare to twine together
with a newly woken sun the only witness

We have gazed upward together into the twisting sky before
and as those floating pillows transform, we follow
our defining details altering ever so slightly
until the conflicting pictures we each saw so clearly in that lonely blue
into a future we both recognize

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