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storms come when
I’m too awake, and I sail far
off

drops of beach glass, coloured round smooth
pebbles.
joy? amidst all this rain.

I found yellow, and purple.
Odds of finding: 1 in 3500.

Our odds, love, are greater than that.

We float, together.  Above the unknown.
So much rain.  I’ll get lost at sea.

***

Heart in my throat as purple leapt from my hands.
Bounced. Disappeared.

But I retrieved you.  Unborn child, unspoken promise.  Purple hope and yellow dreams.

Stay with me.  As we float.  I’ll hold on to all these colours.  And you.