Last night I got stuck in your eyes
When I woke from my trance all around me was old and familiar
Dusty like shoeboxes filled with words read and re-read
You were there
Holding me with hands strong and flat
Plain against the brown of my back
I looked up and fell back into the space created when green turns brown
The swirl of our bodies creates a milky way
And we ride
Smooth and free-like
Galaxies soar and all that glitters is us