The green of the tree that shelters the shade
The rust of the leaf that burns as it dies
Tension released in the lungs of a friend
This all you gave me
The leftover calm of a long-winded day
Sentences scribbled in sound
Holding your eyes to the ground
In front of the holes in your shoes
Manifold moments blurred in the hue
Of the interlaced meetings and the stillness
You offered, avoided
When I noticed
That the silence in your mind saw mine