twin flames.

i watched as the city set its fires.
the trains passed through, going west.
here, a counter full of lighters,
to light the candles in our chests.
and the time left before we arrived.
your hands gently pressed
on the small of my spine.
as we fell 24 floors through,
somewhere near 1st avenue.
when all that’s blue met all that’s red,
nothing heard and nothing said.
just you and i set alight,
burning through the darkened night.