Strangers

 You’re so Beautiful.

                        he said.

                                      his Whippet

                                                       panting

                                  in rhythm

            beside him.                   

 A gust

                stirs stars

                                   in a swirl

                                                       broadcasting

                                       the hope

                    of new life 

to my feet.

                     we

                             continue

                                             to walk 

                                                          in opposite

                                directions                                                                     

                through

the field

                 of wishes.