That night, the whole earth
swooned through the white star
galaxy, and there was a moment
when the space inside us, too, filled
with light that flowed like a Chopin
etude with notes watering into one another.
Yes, we were young, and yes,
we believed that the stars kept
their brightness through daily
disappointments, an outside
attraction or two. We also believed
that when the starlight finally reached
us here, it would be exactly
as strong as the day it began.