A Sunday drive
Sunshine creating freckles on a forearm
Smell of rain in the air
The way our eyes meet
Unexpectedly trying to glimpse at one another
The way your fingerprint feels on my thigh
My heart fluttering
If this is love
But if it’s not
We still find happiness
In this moment
Not necessarily forever
Not necessarily ever again
It feels right
It feels like how it should
In this moment