i feel at times
under the streets where we left
the lights blur together
and the song feels so soft
where we moved on the tips
of our toes
i dim the switch
the saturation
and i feel it
slipping by
we wade in our sorrows at times
i’m twisting through lines
broken by rhymes
of where i leave this
a song that can bend
like bodies against each other
and we feel almost too far gone
when we leave ourselves on a bench
in gardens we only hoped for
i etch into the tree
words above me
heavy breathing
lips that can speak
words that can caress
the little details
of everything i remember
the touch
the pause
the way silence can still feel full
the stone skips
across the pond
and i’m blessed to feel like this
so lost but so far from where
we go when we’re gone
and i accept the things
i cannot question
like why we say things
why we hesitate
why some moments stay
long after we leave them
i stand in this moment
and i feel you sometimes
and i know you feel it too
the wind against my skin
the wind against yours
the things i said
quietly in your ear
the things that somehow
still move between us
and i leave us in this spot
where we rotate slowly
until one of us exits
until one of us decides
the song has played enough
yet what happens
if neither of us do
the song repeats
until we find it again
arms upon each other
we greet ourselves
in what we call this
in what it was
in what it’ll always be
two souls
in connection
in moments
in a lossless sound
in the little importance
we gave to everything
in what we called this
and in whatever
it truly was