This is the dance
we made together,
when justice broke
open on our laps.

How we spun that night —
me shifting, you spilling,
our learning together
that wild-beating fear —

boiled as one
into a speck, set
to carve our way
through years, to now, and on.

As the stars rise
through the night,
moon splits into beams
to warm this cold shiver —

it is all the prayer I can gather
for you, having let you tumble
into that endless thicket alone,
my fresh eyes forever tainted.