Where Our Thoughts Learn to Fly

We kissed somewhere between weather and belief, our minds soft as clouds, heavy with everything we never said. Your arms held my body, but it was my thoughts that finally felt safe enough to leave the ground. Above us, a rainbow didn’t promise forever only this moment, this impossible suspension where gravity forgot our names. The moon watched quietly, jealous of how two souls can eclipse reason and still glow. If we fall, let it be gently like rain returning to the sky, knowing once, we learned how to float together.