There was once a moment
Where I was blinded by city lights, trampled by tall towers,
stepped on by city streetwalkers,
And all of it seemed so small in comparison.
To the warmth of your hand
The gentle squeeze of your fingers
The synced sequence of steps.
Crowds of people shuffling around us.
Wet hoods snuggling our heads.
Open hands pull your jacket ajar.
Gesturing me towards you.
My face nestles into your chest.
And in this moment, everything is perfect.