Mid-Scene

In so many moments in-between
I find myself visiting our future
and often catch us dancing mid-scene

We're in the kitchen, Sunday morning
the sun streaming a spotlight
on your grin that twinkles like spring

Sometimes I find us in city center
I'm moving in sync with your silhouette
our hips humming as we change vector

Or we're on the sidewalk in crisp air
finding rhythm in the midday hustle
and the calm of spinning without a care

I want time to catch up, these scenes to be
I want to be held in those spirited arms,
for in step with you I feel most free