Intact

Jewels rolled down your shirt— for a moment, your shoulder turned to rain. We lifted our eyes to that infinite blue and just as swiftly, twilight fell again: another star kindled beyond the sky’s edge. I’d fold a thousand cranes for you, or chase a million scattered stars. What fate is this, where light refuses to dim? Where debts of love lie quietly unpaid? I see it now—our severed threads unspun, yet feel thee near; we were never that far. My tears have blurred the Milky Way. Still—one day, we’ll trace each other’s shadow back. Though this life falls grain by grain, the wheel turns gently, again and again. From that first point where our hearts once spun— may love, unspoken, return before it’s named.