I think of how the questions sounded,
raw and brutal to the point.
My answers, willingly responding,
exploring each and very sound.
Conversing in unchartered waters,
unknown depths, horizon free.
Touching down along your yard line,
beaten only by your run.
Departure off deserted beaches,
opposing ships, collision bound.
A swift return, the real come crashing,
the once sky high, now under ground.