it’s that moment
when lungs forget
how to billow in
and out faithful

when air is tangible,
shimmering silvery-alive,
right before our hushed
wide eyes

that moment when
we both know finally
that love is sacred
not scared

and yet the terror
wholly holy terror
towers tall within
and all around us deep

cus if we even move
even move a muscle
(let alone a molecule)
we will fall up and in

never to return again
for there will never ever
be a back again
to come back to,

back to