parallaxis
you & i we run on
beautiful parallels
creating a shape they
never taught me in
geometry classwhen your lines run
along the horizon like
warm July sunsets then
i veer standing tall
& stately against
rose-tipped clouds &
a hint of summer rainwhen you emerge from
your quiet sleep on
the dimpled side of our
bed awake & erect i
lean down to become
your parallel lines &
complimentary shape
