Eclipse [poem: part two]

And what does your name spell out for me?
This sacred alphabet I can’t help but scrawl
on every blank page I find.
Your name, this name handed down to you by kings,
what did your name come to mean for me?
The name I invoked in silence every night,
tracing it out on my skin.

I knew you before I knew your name.
We were both rocks in the same stream
caught by the same current
but always drifting in other directions.
We were already written down in each other’s history
before we opened our eyes to the other.
It took an eclipse to make us see.

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