No assurance
No clear vision
For 15 hours, we
were far from fixture.

Donned in a coat
smart shoes and black,
We stood out in a sea of
superheroes and Jacks.

Pingpong *****
Baguettes.
Fake stories to people we just met.
Each time we caught
each other's gaze,
we always fell
into a hysterical maze.

Can you feel that?
It's called connection.
I do believe in sparks
and all that notion.

Black skies
dry eyes
coffee and you,
we continued to talk
and laugh
until the morning dew.

15 hours
but only stopped for 2.

The world was spinning
but your lips kept
me grounded.
Living in the moment,
I didn't worry where it
was headed.

Exceeded my expectations,
you proved yourself to be different.
Curbed what was naturally felt and needed.

So this is how it feels
to be alive again.
To genuinely feel something
deeper than skin.

Penetrated intellectually.
Tickled emotionally.
For 15 hours,
I was held the tightest
Conversed the deepest

Now you have my attention.

'Til we bridge the gap again!
Remember Koala,
my darling dearest.