I sat and listened to the blue, blue sky, the laundry and the pigeons, seagulls, swallows (were they really swallows?). Do we have the same eyes? Parts of your dreams fell out between your lips. Darkness gathers outside and I feel your heart against my skin. Everything behind everything. A dark being oozes from my mouth and seems quiet.

I kissed a summer’s blush of dawn. It doesn’t matter. Now I sail on dawn’s canopy of light.