"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.