ring

Ring

I'll love you forever, he said.

You better, you said.

And then the ring

and the start of this story

And between then

and the night the ring was stolen

right off your living finger

there was so much,

so much that was lucky and rich.

Here, the surface tilts a bit

and the cosmos too

and the things in our lives

some

are somewhere

the letters

and the diamond

the sentiments of love and hope

the shoes

someone tries on

in a different town

in the time of now

to find:

That's good.

They fit.

And the candlesticks,

stolen too,

flicker (for someone else) 

under the light

of a calming

dancing

flame.