In the Beginning
Talking and driving down
Sevierville back roads
late at night,
we did not see the wayward
limb, heavily adorned with leaves,
until it was almost upon us.
You swerved,
rescuing us last-minute,
and we sat in stunned
silence—
’til we looked at each other and laughed.
We were young and fearless;
we had more time ahead of us
than leaves on that branch—
and we were burning stars.
We laughed
and laughed
and swerved
past obstacles—
race horses in the Milky Way,
fluid and untraceable.
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