Crossing Over

We crossed over that line
Passing quickly
to the other side
reeling from that revealing tingle
traveling up my spine
your there
beside me
in perfect form
that smile
still present upon your face
spinning my head
to that comfortable place
content in us
and the rushed
hushed whispers in the dark
jerking us back
ten years in time
to that moment long ago
when we should have
crossed over that line
together
and to the other side