We got into separate elevators, her and I.
Two people, in two elevators at 2 a.m.
when nobody else would need either.
Then, we made a game.
We’d jump out of our elevators,
share a quick, passionate kiss between them,
then run into the other elevator before the doors closed.
We got to the bottom. Eight floors, seven kisses,
Laughter, and plans to do it again.