ANOTHER SEA OF CLOUDS (REFRACTED)

 

we’re peering into the windows of tomorrow

shadowed by sunflowers and tangled in vines

 

we’re walking on and over our own heartbeats

buried deep under the shimmering city pavement

 

we toss a blanket down with our submarine sandwiches

cream soda and cheddar cheese, laughter and memories

 

someday when I write like a writer these scenes will live forever

one hardback after another piling in a pyramid of aliveness

 

a monument to the moments that made me

knitting pages of conversation together under a shady oak

 

we can call it the space between the way I hold a wine glass

and what it actually takes to be a cougar in this world

 

we’ll call that window a mirror if it can nail our image down

when your satchel holds half my purse and all of tomorrow’s stories