Once upon a time, two people fell in love
in a place flooded with light.
The grass was littered with dandelions,
and he picked them and made her a bouquet.
He said, “For the lovely mystery
whose hair glitters in the sun,”
and he gave her the flowers.
She said, “For the handsome vision
whose eyes sparkle in the starlight,”
and she gave him her hand.
Quietly, they pressed their fingers together,
watching the sun disappear behind infinity.
The moon came to fill the hole in the sky
and brought a purple blanket.
He said, “The moon is ours.”
She said, “The sky is ours.”
They fell onto their backs and
watched the comets fly by in his pale irises.
Each time, she made a wish.
In the morning, he woke to the sight
of rainbows. Gently, he touched his hand
to the diamonds of her pale curls.
In the morning, she woke to the sight
of a closed smile and put her lips to it.
He said, “You are the wonders of the world.”
She said, “You are everything that is right.”
He said, “You are the allure of the day.”
She said, “You are the splendor of the night.”