july 26

how low could the clouds get

before they open up our heads

and show us a map to heaven?

i can see jupiter in the stars

and light in your eyes

that speaks volumes

of what I already know;

that the milky way has our names written in it

together

somewhere

in a far off place 

very far from the sand between our toes

or the breeze brushing our skin

so human but so beautiful

because you're there with me.