The messages came
In dreams of purple wounds and missing cars
Sudden knowing, letting go
Late-night Spiritual Pleadings
With more answers than I asked for...
Better than these
Your head on my chest My arms around you
Beaming faces
Effortless
You read your own signs
Invisible to me
Do I have to turn away?
You feel like a long-lost friend
And I’d play any game to keep you laughing