Tomorrow, early
As morning's colours paint the blank ceiling
The breeze will blow in our window
billowing the drapes

It will remind me of your vacation dresses
Floating, swirling

Tomorrow, early
sidewalks will fill with
Songbirds, bicycles, street vendors
All will bring their music.
You will sing along

Tomorrow night, early evening
You will close every door
Shut every window
Pull all the shades
Surround us in darkness

Tomorrow, so very late
with the air so still
I will be able to hear your agile fingers
Strike a single match,
lighting a candle

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