Three Elegies for Stargazing With You

I always associated you with sky, because the times you came alive were starlit nights. You’d wake me on especially beautiful evenings, and I wouldn’t resist. We’d stand outside with our bare feet padding chilly on the grass and your arm around me.

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I loved you because

You woke me at odd hours and never expected me to

Complain. So I didn’t. We watched the planets spin, and the orange flame

Burn across the rooftops.

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For half an hour we didn’t say a word.

I shivered in your dirty coat and watched my damp breath

Cling against the sky. Finally you said,

“We don’t know nothing,” and I said,

“You’re right.”