The Moment That Stayed
I moved with Time—
its pulse a shadow
beneath my ribs—
until sunlight fractured glass
and thou appeared,
a sudden flame
spilling laughter
across
the hollow of my chest.
I tried to hold it,
fingers damp with warmth,
yet it slipped—
as water flees
the novice’s grasp.
Thy breath lingered in my palms,
thy sorrow curling within mine,
and for a moment
the world itself paused
to witness
what I could not name.
I might have walked,
joined the tide,
yet awe, stubborn as a child,
rooted me to one glance,
one impossible, human weight of being.
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