Emma

Soft light

falling

sideways

through the leaves

of you

There’s a quiet in your shadow where the day begins to slow

like a thought that almost settles but decides not to show

Every word just turns to breathing every sound becomes the same like

the air already knows you before it knows your name

There are places shaped around you that no hands could ever make

just a shift in how things gather just a pause they never

break And the hours lean in closer just to hear what might

be true not a voice,

not even silence just the sense of you

And it moves slow and certain through the blue of everything like

a life not yet spoken but already happening There’s a name that

almost reaches through the space between the breath something softer than a

memory something lighter still than death

And it

stays without holding without asking to remain like a light just behind

you just beyond the frame Nothing said nothing taken still it shifts

everything like the sky without warning

opening stay— stay— stay— stay— slow— slow— slow— slow— there— there— there—

there— you— you— you— you— don’t move don’t speak don’t name anything

just let it be what it is becoming Emma— Emma— Emma— soft

soft soft