Poetry / ...and a feather fell from the empty sky

i am drunk and lost in a memory long past.
if you could, you said,
you’d stop time on a single moment
and continue to relive it into eternity.
i wondered but didn’t ask,
dared not query out loud.
you didn’t offer.
so i let it go.

on the days when i believe in love
i think i know the occasion.
minutes before a rare desert downpour,
standing so close that not even a raindrop
would fit between us.
listening to the sound of thunder.
words impatiently pushing behind
intently closed mouths, opening only to draw
another nicotine-filled breath.

and then a feather fell from the empty sky,
a tiny, downy impression of optimism,
it came from nowhere, not a bird to be seen.
i ran down the stairs to pick it up
you laughed and said you knew that i would.
it’s funny how you already knew me,
just days after becoming part of my world.
and i was impressed that you had seen it too.

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