These feet walking on concrete chaperoned by this living heart beat always land on both feet, greet each and every day like a little miracle despite visitors who trick-or-treat the year through. My steps halted, my senses a prickly heat, that's when our eyes meet a sunny day on main street. Overpowered by a intoxication fueling both of us, vertically ascending ever slowing, symmetrically shifting closer, our hands begin to glow on...