Saturday Night
you took me by the hand
and suddenly
there was singing.
the voices said, I’m yours.
Sunday Dusk
a quiet goodbye
turned, hesitantly, into
a lovely hello.
please stay, it said.
Monday Dawn
the sunlight through the blinds
made striped patterns
across your face.
your smile said good morning.
Tuesday Evening
it was foggy
and you sighed
when I said good night.
Wednesday Morning
a casual turn of the head,
suddenly.
your eyes said I’m unsure.
Thursday Afternoon
three short words
hang in the air between us
with the stillness of three gentle feathers.
your silence is enough.
Friday Sunrise
the last tear
I ever cried for you
came unexpectedly.
goodbye,
it said with a smile.
I’m healing.