Do you count them?
Each and every step
to/from your apartment
up/down to the lobby of your building
some well lit and easily skipped
others dark and hazardous
still, I have made my way here
we have found our way here
When did you know?
When were you aware it was worth the steps?
When did you sense I was worth the wait?
" ... and what dream did you rise on to know my soul the way you do?
How does the silence creep up around us so full?"