01
Late
I only stand here now,
in this small crossing of lives,
aware that I am late,
but not lost.
Because something in me
recognized something in you
as if the universe,
despite its endless distance,
still knew how to bend
two separate paths
into a single moment.
02
Geometry of Longing
Perhaps this is love now,
not the collision of bodies,
but the sustained attention
we offer each other
across impossible space.