We lie, intertwined,
lost in time,
in a perfect state of being.
"I'm glad we did this"
"What? Got together in 1998?"
"Yes"
A flicker of uncertainty.
Did?
"We don't have to stop do we?"
"No"
"Good"
We get up
and go out
to look at the stars.
Lovely - and inspired!
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