Event Camera

Drawing circles in the grass with my toes
Watching you scan the spy map's rows
Asking you for any number of things
You find them within and you give them to me
Now I'm in the kitchen whispering weird with the wine
You're chopping the produce
It's late afternoon and it's right
Bring my camera when I'm anywhere with you to archive our day to remember what you do
There's a photo of us in your place that night when you bit my neck and then you saved my life
Now I'm in the bedroom comparing our passport stamps
And you're in the bedroom and those are our hands