love finds you

in unexpected ways

in murmurs after midnight
in clear sky mornings
at the bottom of a paper cup
of morning coffee
after

in the not-forever nows
that sound like breath between words
and settle like steam on a bathroom mirror

because ephemeral love, you see
is love still
and when everything is
so very impermanent
finding it
even just a glimpse
is a gift nonetheless

“we’re very lucky” I said
“yes”

we weren’t talking about love then
but in that moment
we recognized each other

(and I get scared
then
I get scared about giving it away
but I remember
it is me
I am love
limitless
he just creates the space
for her to expand
and there’s nothing
nothing scary about that)