two frequencies

She is a rainbow
He, a monochrome arc.
She breaks light open,
he carries its edges.
She follows storms,
he rests in calm.

She moves in certainty,
the promise after thunder.
He lingers in shades
where colour dares not bloom.
Yet somehow
they meet
where the sky forgets itself.

She glows,
he holds.
Two frequencies,
one horizon.
Different worlds,
same gravity.

She reaches through silence,
he answers without sound.
Their orbits collide
for a heartbeat,
then drift to distance.

She dreams in colour,
he sleeps in grey.
Each night
they find each other
in the space
between dark and day.

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For my calm and constant. For the one who steadies my light. ❤️