I Was There teetered on my heels for a second
and we just held eachother, pressing the moment
Into Our memories
like hand prints in cement from the years of Our Youth.
And listening to this song is a mantra
That We Let Our Eyes open at once and we breathe
and the inside of your mouth tastes like licorice.
Holding Our arms
Against Each Other So There's as much contact as possible
and Our silhouette is an obelisk for the embodiment of Zen.
