It was a time of revolution, and so we holed ourselves up. Bodies crushed together. Naked flesh knitted to naked flesh like a finely stitched mesh. We made love in that darkness until sweat wept from us. Until the body was weak and we cried out from exhaustion.
The world could have ended beyond us, yet we were still here.
“I must fight now.”
“Think of me?”
“Always, my love.”
I hoisted my weapon as the skies lit up, not knowing when or where we should meet each other again.