Step by step and steps upon steps,
we walk these streets on a night
which shares a likeness to a midnight
summer stroll,
cool air caress,
cool air swish by on my skin,
I love the way it touches me like the way
my lover cradles and pets me like their
baby.
Sticky sweat, chilled hair, a warm meal,
legs not in a race.
Step, step, step, stop.
Your home feels like home.
I know how to move and maneuver
without hitting the walls and feeling
trapped.
I know how to slide into the couch and fit
my arms in you.
I know the rhythm of your body and you
know mine.
Even though the earth is moving, we don’t
feel it because we’re moving too.
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Kat Fornier
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