for just a moment

The tips of his fingers softly graze each spine
as his eyes absorb each tangible piece of time

His fingers dance until they come to rest on a beat,
decades of gathered dust released as they meet

A reunion of a practiced needle to worn vinyl
breath mingling with mountain musk as it breaks way through a smile

Sloped hardwoods recite each step in their duet
as the moonlight steals a glimpse of their embraced silhouette

A revisited routine like a Sunday and a pew
the years only a number as they become the view

just the tune
     and the two