(inspired by 'in Just-' by e.e. cummings)
In...

Upon time, but only once, she dreamt
A dream that made her weep...

Dead, motionless – there she was:
the wingless dove...

Your warmth
was like the melodious whispers of a harp...

Do you still remember that rainy day
when you held each raindrop...

Once,
I built you every winter...

Every time you see
me...

When you danced with me,
the world would whirl around...

If a miracle has ever happened,
it’s the appearance of a rainbow...

Last autumn,
you smiled and told me...

You spoke with a tear in your eye
that wouldn’t fall...

Like over-aged children,
we opened pot after pot of paint...