I fell asleep
My arm supporting my head
At the large wooden table
In the coffee shop in Brooklyn
Which sold the Cabin Porn book.
You touched my face
My hair, my back.
I felt like a child.
But children are wild
They jump in your arms
Then turn around and disappear in a rainbow.
They laugh at your face
A burst of sunlight
Reflected through the side mirror of a passing car.
Children are free. You cannot catch them.
I could not have experienced this moment without you.
I fell asleep, as if the world disappeared
And we were camping under the stars
After a long day marching through the woods.
That moment holds all of the past and all of the future.
We are forever changed within a moment if it is one etched upon our soul.