You forgot how in only one dawn of our whole lives we saw each other, and told and did not tell everything there was to know of our beings. No mysteries were left but mystery itself. You forgot how you had never seen me before and yet you sheltered me from the ruthless cold of the urban jungle of terrors' icy night. Your in-building home and another rescued animal. From a naked street bench to a fluffy nest bench created by you for me. So much generous tenderness you gave to us rescued, it almost made our abandonments distant. You forgot how you presented me the biggest gift in that year, a couple of years back, the song of thousands of synchronized swallows in the bright lighting emerging free, Aurora, because if there's one thing that can creep into you is dawn, but not then, for then was the crystal dawn.