Homeward Bound

I could feel our fragility
as the vinyl record cracked
and fell into a valley.

I joked,
"If you get any closer
I'll kiss you"
"No you wont," he said
I have known him
since third grade.

I focused on the size
of his hand over mine,
sweeping gently
over the life lines
love lines.
how they mirrored each other
how it wouldn't change a thing.


Tomorrow, I would be on a bus
to nowhere
and he would approach the skyline.