Your lips came rushing
to me in early morning
to awaken me

with a gentle kiss.
Flew through closed window
that shattered loudly

woke me from my sleep
to see myriad shards like
Abraham's countless stars

moving outward from
a still point unknown
where your lips met glass.

After my shower
I swept clean our bedroom floor
so that no one knows

you had been here.

- John Horváth