There, just beneath the shadow
Of the ancient arching bridge
We met, all the forces chasing
Rushing us toward
Imagined shelter
Where we might dig in
Pretend
Defending
An older stance
Given up, replaced with
Some position mightier
Than fighting off
Surrender
When the pounding rhythms of
Fierce scheming rose
Drew near our shadowed space
We’d touch
And hold
Steal one last look before
Release
Then close our lids and disappear
Become breath climbing
That curving space
Beneath the arch
We Two
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