Moment

Once you said
(when I was eating French bread):
'I want to make a sketch of you just like this.'
That was in Sozo.
It  felt like a soul kiss.
We haven't gotten lost in a mirror maze
dancing polonaise
but we haven't climbed the mountain Říp
to state
'This land is ours.'
Upon us thousand stars.
We won't fly to Mars.
We went to ice skate.