This is how the world was
lightning on the rim and a small boat
moving away forever
lantern swinging over a veiled sea.
We had the world to ourselves.
I was the boat, you were the shore.
You were the lighting, I was the swinging.
We were the horizon.
You were the sea. You were forever.
I was small. I was moving away.
You were how. I was the veils.
We were the storm.