Sestina by Zoe Morgan-Weinman
I am fascinated by the shadows of our fingers
Beautiful when they differ but when they match – electric
Your hands waved goodbye and caught tears when you cried
Your fairytale had taken a stormy twist
But looking back for that second
Made you believe in fate
Well I too have placed my chips on the outlaw fate
And this time I refuse to let him slip though my fingers
For you have taken my sanity and given it a hard twist
I saw the tangle the first time I cried
And decided not to come in second
You didn’t deny it was electric
And there is always a warning on things powerfully electric
But on you no label was placed by fate
I wish you were gone for just a second
So that I could catch my breath and steady my fingers
But people would wonder if I cried
So stay, let my stomach twist
Although judgment wouldn’t be a twist
Or water cold enough to short something so electric
You’re positive he never cried
And that he couldn’t believe in fate
But you’re not one to taste the world from behind caution’s fingers
You didn’t slow down for a second
So we watched a Giant rounding second
And thought of infinity’s beauty with its single twist
Interlocking our fingers
The sky full of fireworks looked to be dotted with lights electric
Thanking fate
“You’re out!” the umpire cried
You’re glad you know that if you cried
I’d be there in less than a second
Because I do believe in fate
And as each day our souls tighter twist
Never have I felt so electric
As I do watching you test the weight of my heart in your fingers
The angels of fate saw how we have cried
So they set our fingers for a collision course in that second
And forever changed the story of the world with this twist of love – infinite, electric
