If love be a day

Let hate be the last minute of the previous day

Let indifference be the last moment before noon

Compassion being the highest point of sun

Rising as kindness in twilight hour;

Light might be your sweet smiling sleeping face

Light might be the space between us, facilitating communion

Light might be another set of hours with which to hold you more

Light might be much more than dawn

Light might be

If love be a day

Let the moment our spirits recognized each other be called illumination

Be afternoon reservations birthed out of wounds we were too scard to heal otherwise

Let evening find us open sunset blushed sky waiting for dancing stars from the chaos of our movement

Let it be sacred

This repose, this sigh of long stretch of reaching towards something like rest

Something like retiring the fight for what it was worth

Something like…you feel like home

Like…this be how it goes after all this work

If love be a day

Let darkness fall and turn the world down low

If love be a day

Let us end the way we started: from the infinite possibilities that light might be

If love be a day

Let night be making it.

* “If love be a day” is a line from an e.e cummings poem

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