To Hear

To Hear

A murmur ran through the crowd

From your lips, whispers

“We should leave”

We should breathe

Suffocated by the press

Of people and smoke

Filtered through empty minds

“We can make it back in time”

You said quietly to my ear

We can be as one

Or two together

Pressed between car door

And car door and backseat

“…” I said

With your lips

Lightly touching lobe

Afterwards, we laughed

Then, we loved