for a time.

​maybe
the cycles of time
carousel us into
parallel orbits
for a time
two souls 
in suspension 
in space
for a time
two hearts
bound by
a beat
for a time
two tongues
entangled
in a tango
for a time
two drops of dew
becoming one
for a time
two winds
wound into 
a waltz
for a time,

for a time.
and then,
we’re not.