May 16th 2006 & 2007

I am thinking it's a sign

That the freckles in our eyes

Are mirror images and

When we kiss they're perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate

That God himself did make us into

Corresponding shapes like puzzles pieces

From the clay

They will see us waving from such great heights

"Come down now," they'll say

But everything looks perfect from far away

"Come down now," but we'll stay