One Word

One word from you and I would have--

When I thought at last
the sun was shining, the storm 
abating, and the colors returning 
to the world between our worlds 
(not as vibrant, but vibrant nonetheless)
it took only a word--one word--to realize
I'd imagined the color, seen it 
glimmering through my own 
translucent windows 
which I'd taken great pains 
to polish and paint, and it was
my polish and my paint on my windows
that I mistook for the color in the 
world between our worlds, and only
when I heard the word crack
like thunder across your lips did I
unlatch a window's lock
and hoist it open to the air thick with 
the scent of impending rain and
greater, darker clouds than ever before
building in the sky between us, 
in the world between our worlds.