Beauty of holding 
Breath expelled
Quick succession
Balloon fills its girth
Hearts beat like hooves
On cup day
Tension mounts
Truth like a pin prick
Bursts as flaccid pieces
Fall gently at four feet
Questions at ease
Posed so handsomely 
Hold hands and jump
Into a sea of soliloquy 
Knowing who one wants to be
Wayfaring strangers are we