Moon Over the Pooling of Thoughts

(from the moon series)

realizes,

after three days of being
with the sun, all thoughts
external, every moment
at a cafe shared, what
do you think of the coffee,
what should we do next,
all the chapels dual
experiences, tell me
how it is through your eyes,
tell me what you think, see, feel,

realizes,

sitting on a bus to the airport,
sleep is the only private
interval, seven hours sunk
into thick black dreams,
unremembered, like syrup
poured on your head,

realizes,

this is the fusion that starts
a future, the days of pouring
buckets in the pool, of testing
the tendrils of compatibility,
looks at the sun and enjoys
a thought kept from the pool,
kept to itself, smiles
in comfortable silence, winks
in recognition of progress.