I look back and I see you
Sitting at the table eating
Overnight oats and draw
Up eyes that see the end
We share; a different
Shine to that of the actual
Moment, and I laugh:
Ha! As though your glow
Would not go; as though
Every look or kiss doesn’t
Bring with it its inevitable
End.

And yet I cannot refute your
Glow. At times, that fallen
Light shines on me still.

14.X.2024