Sleep
Tonight I’m tangled in my blanket of clouds
Dreaming aloud
Angels get no maps
“Just some wings
Heart
And a destiny to find
You mine
I adapted to your
Breath while I slept
Did you know
I saw heaven in your smile
Heard gospel in your laugh
You my number seven
My east
My hip
The hop
Finished each other’s
Thoughts called each other
At the same time
The right time
Our conversation rhymed
I’m trying to write
This as though we ain’t over
As though you
Comin back
But you never got a map
Busy spreading
Wings let go
My hand
And I have yet to learn how
To say goodbye
To those
I love
So I
Write these poems too late
And everyone who leaves
Is everyone who leaves all over
Again
This is for you…”
