22.      Until we meet again

I peeked around the corner of the eclipse

in the middle of the cosmos,

pitch black and purple and interconnected

with the invisible matter made of

                old star parts.

I peeked and saw you standing there

watching the planet revolve,

and sighed.

Around the bend of the eclipse,

standing at the edge of the world and

watching out of the corner of my eye.

We both watched shadows fall on the land

                Atlas was over there to the left and the birds sang like it was dusk.

I could see the whispers of flames

of the inner depths of our hearts

dancing around the edge of the sun and moon,

Finding each other and pausing time

as they lingered before moving on again.