Meinel Optical Sciences West Wing, 1630 E. University Blvd.

It’s October and the gray monolith rises, incomplete.

You spent your childhood around half finished homes and

the cinderblock, rebar and framed wood standing against the gray sky

takes your breath away.

I watch your eyes travel up its side.

You remember to exhale, eventually, eyes still stuck

looking for the border between cement block and sky.

Your breath hangs, steam for a moment

and I inhale a little,

like the times we share cigarettes,

smoke mixing,

both feeling it inside ourselves.

You claim you can’t believe in love, but

isn’t that what this is? Your steam-breath trapped inside me

as I watch you find the building beautiful?

--RFRY, written Fall 2004

I'm not opening this up for exploration in the same way as the others, but it's an idea of the level of polish/density I'm going for.