The Necessary Angel

I make you at night

where I move inside

the mystery unabated,

where everything speaks

yet nothing is sayable;

I make you

neither a him 

nor a her

so we can 

love each other.

Vertigo proceeds 

every glimpse of you.

It’s as if 

there is always a flight

of stares between us.

Your presence so 

full of rarified air, that

being with you

necessitates a fall.

On every arrival

you can't help but

take my place. 

You inhabit me.

You wear me,

even as our lives lay

like strewn clothing,

the only trace of myself,

a cherished debris.

Closing our eyes

we intend to go together

like snow melting slowly

by moonlight,

you who loathe

both past and future

but live life

awake

while others sleep.

We are that abstract

and so impermanent.

Except that 

I will never forget you

and will not leave

without you

forever

in my heart. 

Peter Valentyne

February 27, 2019