Fingers gliding on her soften back
What could a moment like this lack?
Tips dancing on his elbows and shoulders
Thoughts swimming for endless hours

Crying skies and cool tiles
The distance measured by the car dials
Blankets thinning around the corners
The chorus yelling “you’re my curse”

Lips against the softest part of her neck
The cool breeze sweeping through the deck
Collections of moments frozen
There importance deepen.

"oh what I’d give for more moments"