We drove all night to the beach  

taking turns sleeping against jackets balled up for a pillow 


We walked miles up the side of a mountain

getting there just before dark,  greeted by owls and a half moon


We waited in line for hours for concert tickets

leaning against a wall and sitting on a concrete sidewalk

                                                                back when getting them in person was the only way to get a seat 


It has always been the two of us:   

the wind at our backs, or in our faces 


                                                                 because happiness is in the wind 







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