Our eyes will always meet

55 miles per hour

A speeding Uber in downtown Washington

Us in the backseat

Our eyes will always meet

He chokes down vodka sour

And “bitch” slips out of his mouth every hour

Before we tag team him with a scream

Our blue and brown irises scheme

3am, back in our beds

From Letts to Cassell to 610

Discreet drama and unnoticed remarks

Before we begin to debrief

We slowly turn our eyes to greet.

One day we will walk the stage

In robes of blue and caps that write AU

Remember not to trip, remember to shake their hands

Diplomas in our hands, before we take our seats

Our eyes will always meet.