Space Talk
She stands in the hall
Eyes low and self-conscious
Hidden
As if afraid to stare at the sun.
The other sits on the grass
Eyes bright and aware
Radiant
As if they want to light up the moon.
She gives the other a note
The ink bleeds blue
Hesitant
As though handing a knife to a stranger.
The other reads slowly
The paper is yellow
Casual
As if the light from the stars have blessed the words.
She feels the breeze
There is fire too
Burning
As if the sun has gotten too close.
The other feels the breeze
There is static too
Burning
As if eclipsed by the moon.
She is slow to speak
Words saying nothing
Everything
As if breaking free from a black hole.
The other is quick to respond
Actions saying everything
Nothing
As if gravity has become too great a force.
She looses time
With stars overhead and a in hand with the other
Timeless
As if she were one with the ever-expanding galaxies.
The other gains eternity
Delicately clasping the stars in their hand
Infinite
As if they were content to stay forever.
She stands at the pews
Ring tucked away
Hidden
Like a poorly kept secret
The other stands in the light
Words freely spoken
Given
Like a promise of trust.
She learns about the stars
When “yes” is the answer
Divinity
Like the touch of friends.
The other learns about the sun
When they feel worthy of saying “yes”
Honesty
Like the secrets told in the halls.
She and the other learn about space
As the years pass and fade
Colorful
Like the world has told them secrets.
The other is beckoned to a far off world
Beyond the stars and moon
Smiling
Like the universe has more to show them
Because they have trusted in the universe
And the stars shall never leave them.
She is no longer young
The age leaving tracks near her eyes
Smiling
Like the sun upon their grave.
Because she has always opened up to the universe
And the sun has never been unfaithful.
She and the other meet again
Youthful and joyous and blinding
Loving
Like true friends and partners
Like sun and moon and stars.