Hemlocked Heart

Two sisters sit windowside
A petite table adorned with dungeness
Cracked shells and lipstick on the wine

Parents, work, children,
Ageing, love, regret

The time they held a wedding 
In their backyard,
Dozens came
Stuffed with the finest cotton
To eat carrot cake,
Cream cheese and walnut, until they puked

A childhood only they remember
Between soul mates and drifting strangers
They sit across a white tablecloth
Collating sacred memories

Over the waves of the western sea
The sun hangs low
A instant paints the sky green
Predetermined magic
Rushes overhead
Wonder returns
Reaching them through an improbability

Years later, two sisters sit windowside
Half eaten plates of gnocchi and scampi
Recounting the brief moment
Their entire world greened