We are close together,
like flowing silk through fingertips,
like if we speak we lose a game we play because of its comfort and we feel comfortable,
in the rain
pattering on the roof of your car,
it's the only sound we hear because if one of us makes one the moment might be lost and you,
it’s like silk so delicate I can feel an entire planet underneath, the blood pumping through veins, the breakable bones, all the organs and arteries that could fail at any minute and I’m thinking of God, a bit.