Sitting with You

As I tread through the sky I think with delight. The look in your eye when we first truly met. We’d known each other before this is true, but it’s different now it’s just me and you. We talk as if for the first time, old friends and new people. Everything is new and possible. Time flows around us and bends with our whims. Our thoughts wander and so do our words. Breathing now I force myself to pause, to remind myself to be curious, be here, be aware. Feel what is happening and don’t let it slip. You might find that you care, while you’re breathing air.