Imagine You Are Infinite

1. Imagine that I dream you in technicolor

In sweeping whites and reds

And the color of your eyes matches the trunks of the trees behind you

And the soil beneath your feet

And the park bench we sit on

Feeding sky-blue pigeons.

2. Imagine that you are the sea, and I am the shore

And you are crashing against me with waxing and waning ferocity

Imagine that parts of me wash away when you leave

Bits and pieces plucked away in the wash

Coming back smoother and smaller when you are done with them.

3. Imagine that the sky is beneath your feet

And that when you look down you can see constellations in the tiles on your floor

There is one for you

And one for me

And we are a jumbled amalgamation of stars

Too indistinct to make out where we differ from one another.

4. Imagine that we fall asleep together

With our backs touching

And our breaths matching

And our heartbeats falling into a slow, steady rhythm

Like grandfather clocks placed against the same wall.

This article appears in October 2015.