Twin red taillights interrupted darkness
Bright, they were fiery autumn leaves against dead asphalt
I took my cue to leave.
I hit the ground rolling.
We witnessed a lifetime together in a single night
Iconoclastic love is sandwiches at three am
And watching sunrises over polluted beaches.
Sweaty palms and the plane isn’t even halfway there
Comfort tattooed on the back of my hand
I can breathe again.
The text message punctuates this romantic ellipsis.
From 35,000 feet,
“Happy birthday. I love