It's not a miracle we needed

We were alone together

not physically removed

from the atom smashing exchange

of your hand in my hand

the sound of your heart in my head

not physically removed

by more than a hand-print

by edges uniquely ours

It was the last time

we'd walk like that

the last time I'd see you

with that half-smile

aimed somewhere in the distance

some distance where half-happy

was better than this

this composite creature us

It's not one of those things

I look forward to remembering

but all the same

I find myself half-smiling

at the palm of my hand

find your half-smile

in one of its lines

and make half-smiles whole