Between Here and Then

It's when the sun falls that the sky shines brightest now.

The world calls them stars, but I tell myself it's you—
kissing holes in the dome between us
and leaving behind windows through which I can see you waiting.

And while the rains try their best,
delivering drops of you back to me with every spell,
they also bring a new chance to remember the truth
—that one day the sky will let me in too.

And on it,
we'll call ourselves together again—
even if only in my dreams.