why don’t we...

in a moment i can imagine myself there.

and you. you are there walking by my side.

the air is smoky because our eyes are glazed over.

i cannot see past your face.

we know we are here, and it doesn’t matter how we got here.

i think of you and this day in a time that is later.

i don’t need to find you now to work out the details how to get there.

i just know it’s the way you hold my hand that matters most,

the way you hear me when i don’t speak, and hold yourself toward me as if we are still flirting our way into each other.

why don’t we check ourselves in now to the rest of our lives?