Across the Table

Two of us noon on a Tuesday

Sympathetic words

I knew you first, I knew you were

There across the table

Grew up, warm eastern soil

Paved on coastal lands

You held my hand and once again

You were there across the table from me

When you know you know

If the world stopped spinning we'd bring meals to the same plate

At noon on a Tuesday

Two of us waiting for stasis

Walking side by side

I only hope

Our paths collide

Cuz I'm sitting at the table where we're

Happiest

Folding our napkins

Set the table right

We have a feast, we have arrived

There across the table

When you know you know

If the world stopped spinning we'd bring meals to the same place

At noon on a Tuesday

Two of us reach for the last slice

At the same time

Our hands collide, you meet my eye

And you're right across the table from me