Cathedral

And oh the difficult languages!

and oh the easy languages!

Then you left.

When you were a boat

and I was a boat

We hid so much and so well we were finally

unable to find ourselves at all

Yes we left the keys

Your fingers were our cathedral

because everything you did was sacred to me -

Copyright ©: David Shapiro

(in: A Memeory of an Angel, 2017, p. 66)