Two souls in passing

Locked eyes one day

Preferring to trip, 

Than look the other way

They began to fall

And so extended a hand

To trade discomforts

Bracing for soft land

And little did they know 

That they’d never touch the ground

They’d continue to embrace

Both safe and sound

Floating amongst the clouds

Inspiring all who know em’

Two souls- mere words

Became the lines of this poem

Floral Arrangement by Goodness Gracious Flowers/ Photographed by Rob Will Photography- Detroit, MI