You

Turquoise-

That's who I thought you were

When our eyes first happened to graze

And the world-

It stood stagnant and breathless

In anticipation,

In apprehension of us.

 

Time, she did stand too.

With a bored stare 

She looked on-

Having seen it all a million gazillion times over.

Yet, she stood and bore witness

As our worlds silently collided to the backdrop of laughter-

All high pitched and sugary and so very obliviously 

Young.

They all kept motionless-

A silent audience 

As our universes, galaxies, stars and quasars 

Collapsed onto one another's black voids-

Wreaking havoc amid matter...memories, visions, experiences

As all of it tried to hold themselves back 

From falling.

 

Whirring, smouldering-

The stellar event gave life to a hurricane in our planet

Which approached us then from behind that groove of apple trees-

Through lavender fields-

Snatching up purple flowers and golden dirt in it's wake

Unstoppable and unrelenting it kept ravaging...until-

Until it moulded into a wisp

Right beside your window.

The wisp-

It tentatively peeped from behind the shutters

And reached out to gently blow 

A curl into your eyes,

Caressing the sweep of your lashes

And making you blink.

 

The stare is broken.

The spell is broken.

Time rushes back to the present...

And so do we.

 

But now that I gaze back, forlorn-

Perhaps that was the time I lost a shard of my blood dipped

mirror 

In your turquoise.

 

I wish you hadn't shone turquoise.