I awoke and lay there and saw your breathing follow up on the landscape of the duvets with little tremors and soft, undulating movements. On the balcony, I sat in the sun following a sentence you had told me while asleep, saw it move inward and disappear in a sparkling diamond. It is every single rock in my heart, slowly but inevitably turning into stars and sparkling diamonds. I get the day going, writing quietly. The pain sailing on streams of gold in dawn’s canopy of light.