I remember a time, recently.
Where thoughts lost their voice.
Where minutes demanded to stay
Selene bouncing light off the water as if she was skipping rocks.
With each bump a beam of light,
Back to dark.

He's off tune
It's melancholic
Take it easy
My stillness guided by Eagles, time to loosen my load.
Cliff's face in awe of the sea.
Such a beautiful view pinched by Nyx.

Uncrinkle my ticket, touch her hand as I hand it over.
Board the barge, and sit far away.
Water falls, as sheep jump, from the aircon
My heavy eyes teased with closure
Another first?

A first kiss
First touch
First sniff
First person view