A History of Lighthouses – Ally Ameel

cities shouldn’t be so bright

your eyes glittered in times square

like moonbeams

i blinked three times fast

my tongue twisted from saying your name

two syllables too long

you spun around under a sky full of fire

patterns of rainbow special effects

a candy colored kaleidoscope

your hair lifted from your head


as you danced

and clapped your hands

at the vanishing art

like a child

and then you were gone

somewhere far away

something about

“getting away from it all”

leaving me behind

as i sit outside

sipping coffee

dark as night

i think of where you are

so far

but i remember

we share the same moon

no bigger than a fingernail

yet even bigger than me and you


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