That night
In the streetlight’s glow
Warm night on our skin
My heart
Beating a tattoo
–
You
Hair golden in the light
Skirt and shirt
My equilibrium
Far too weak for you
–
We stood
Laughing at something
Stupid, juevinile, beuatiful
Just as we were
Youth coursing through our veins
–
I knew
In that very moment
That I would visit again
Through the ever leghenting lense
Of age and memory
–
Though years
Pass and accumulate
We remain forever
As we were
Glorious and ecstatic
