Outside, we finally talked
of real meaning and the collective
human experience of finding simple ways
to describe the biggest feelings,
when words get in the way of what we mean.
We separated stars to find
a sign of life, or prove in all
those blinking lights out there,
we’d maybe find a hint of something real.
You pointed at the sky and yelled
“That’s right – we’re talking about you!”
At that moment, I saw a streak –
I knew you saw it too.
We could only stand there staring –