Pyramids Poem by R.Benjamin Abate

We were lying together
Drinking French Kiwi Juice
While laying on our backs
In a field playing silent
Music as we ran
our hands across one
Another's skin & I said,

'Let's go to Egypt
& Climb the pyramids,
Then scream at the top
Like wolves howling at the moon.'

To which you replied,
'Let's just build our own
Pyramid & climb
To the top - we'll scream
A little louder.'

I smiled - then I ran
My hand up your back
& Through your hair.