Dawn split me

I stared at my prettier fragment

while the lightning

followed her to Earth

and I fell upward

to lunar grey

to inhabit where she hid

and come out only

to attach her coils

to my hot nest

to my symphony

of shining chairs

and floating bows

the sound of gliding boats

and clunking oars

a canal outside

a brick ledge window

brings me back to harmonize

with her dare.