spaces

looking heavenward to her picture while driving home yesterday
i remembered when she was right there with me, when i took that picture
that day, that week, when she sat so often next to me, in my car
and it occurred to me then, last night
that she inhabits my spaces
my passenger seat, my driver seat, my home, my bed, my beach
as if they were made for her
and she for them

she fits in my spaces
my places
my life
as if she'd always been there

perhaps, like david in the block of marble, waiting to be revealed
she always was