was the soft whisper of a baby piano's first chords,
the start of a clear-pitched melody.
feet softly dancing on the edges of my soul,
band was quiet, giving way to lovers' crescendos.
reached to pull the reflections of rainbows, stitched to gods' feet,
stretch this fabric from the sky to the horizon.
spectrum of colors separated for a moment while
and clouds collided to colors in our eyes.
captured small quantums of light between my fingers and palm
tortured them with the intensity of darkness.
confessed that even love could die
light and distance are introduced to time.
that moment, I began to measure the distance to you,
quantify the pressure exploding from my chest,
a child within me cried to know where you are,
pulled your image from dreams to lie between the sheets.
do not know the secrets of the universe's treasures.
balloons and clouds are just the mistakes of gravity,
dreams and imagination are the mistakes of reality.
But love is the prism that breaks my life into