Somewhere along she had begun to feel
She had clouds for bones—
They were white, and in bone shapes,
But they would not stay.
They could move, out, beyond her.
They could move over
And let him in a little
More than he knew.
When she first saw him,
When he stood next to her
He stood slightly inside her
As if the lines of their bodies
Blurred briefly,
his arm inside hers
His hip as she passed him
A little in the middle of her walk.
He put himself in her
And she did not let him out.
He moved around in her, she felt it,
Inside her but everywhere.
It was just in her dreams at first,
Then in her bones.
And inside her eyes, inside and outside
Both, it was him standing there:
She could close her eyes
And see him caught inside them.
She didn't understand this, she didn't know
This would happen.