"The sky in the window..."
The sky in the window, the window in the sky -
a different frame depending on perspective,
then there is truth, conclusive and objective –
that you and I exist as “you and I.”
And this predates each matrimonial vow,
“in sickness and in health” and other nonsense –
we were together from the very onset,
as you and I are in the here and now.
The worn-out sofa and the woolen throw,
I know no greater happiness or comfort -
your body nestled in my shoulder, harbored,
and that is all. Just you and I. Just so.