by Marissa Bell Toffoli.
Light dwindles, your smile brightens.
You should be in bed, instead
we’re running through the grass.
A wild breeze kicks up.
Cotton candy clouds
witness our spinning games
and laughter. I want to keep
us in this togetherness
that fills me up
so there’s no room left for worries
(words I should have said, anxious habits,
what I’m doing wrong, what debts).
How to reign this momentum?
I’m savoring these last rays,
your sun-streaked hair,
saving daylight like a roll of pennies
for a lonely rainy day,
like I can keep up,
like I’m banking time
won’t run out on me.