By: Jonah Wilkof

I chase her breathless up the rungs

A step behind, in step with love

Twisted knots, carved hearts in bole

She’s staring out, the moon half full

Bowed wood still creaks a wordless tune

But something changed since our first June

She’s found a way inside my head

and filled the dark with her instead

The fireflies dream, light the night

Pulsing and bursting in luminous flight

She whispers words and shakes the earth

So few, so true, so full of worth

A rousing gale ends all thought

The treehouse roof is ripped clean off

The stars and spheres come crashing down

In light and dark and warmth we drown.


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