You were standing
there by the fire, illuminated
by it's tendrils of warmth.

Standing isn't a good word, though.

I saw you radiating upright
with your spine stretched up
to the heavens like a sacred snake
dancing to the universe's melody.

Your every movement flowed
like a river of love and glowed
with the embers of a thousand thoughts.

Our eyes met and
I knew I had known you
for several lifetimes.

The pupils of our souls
dilated to the horizons of
our irises as they tried to
jump into each other's
embrace.

It's silly, but as we sat, I noticed our super-soft pants,
(because why go with anything that doesn't feel amazing)
were printed with psychedelic patterns,
and they seemed to breathe in sync
with one another.

But that was just us.