THESE DAYS ARE ART

you have ripped the veil.

and i hear the sound as i cling to your arm

songs that remind me who i am

what we've seen together

gifts like jewels raining from the ceiling

i remember how a day would stretch over horizon to horizon 

and i would just sit in that chapel, just sit with you.


foxes creep into corners

but i'm in love with you.

i'm in covenant with you.

until the day breaks

and the shadows flee.


your hair and the car window frame my lens

the sun filters through, our constant

hearken, you say, to my heart

i want to seek you out

as my contact lenses drift over my irises and it all bleeds into light


these days are art.

i gently let the sound unfurl

it's the sound of me unlocking the liftaway

your love will be safe with me.

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