When I heard my name called,
I collided with the bed frame
in my haste to get to the window.
was seeing him swaying in the branches
of a small tree that did not
reach the window frame.
He tossed something bright at me
(it was an orange)
and I leaned out to grasp it.
My body
dangerously and
but not far enough,
and the gift fell to the ground.
The sound and the sight
of the oozing sphere
on the concrete
made him laugh
(made us laugh).
But I wished that I could have been breathtaking enough to save it.