I remember this

the moon on the night we drive north toward Miami
our secrets overflowing onto the dashboard
between the white moon and black ocean emerges
my destiny this moment this motion

a door creaks open creaks closed in the woods
a threshold is offered for us to step through
I look to the tree tops and you follow suit
how beautiful you are
allowing yourself to fill

desire stands con terquedad
I felt what you meant before you arrived