who knew.
that a little pressure from your thumb,
could move something that weighs more,
than me and you combined?
that in one split second,
a wrong turn, a hidden trench,
could severely hurt us both?
it's like we were riding a beast.
powerful, strong...
scary, at times.
but with you, i was safe.
it's been a while since i felt that way.
the silence of the earth around us.
white ground, brown ground,
didn't matter, i was safe.
atop the beast that roared,
growled whenever you pressed it further.
hours we spent, roaming the mountains.
watching for deer and puddles of mud.
not getting cold until the very end.
and then, we were in another beast.
this one provided heat as we sat in it's belly.
and looked for double 00's,
split SS's.
thanks for the fun day.
maybe we could do it again.
i'd surely like to.
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