I am not sure when it
started to stop being about
possession–
when it ceased to be about
me belonging to you
belonging to me,
belonging to each other only;
when it ceased to be about
where you are and who
you’re with and what you’re doing;
when it ceased to be about
tomorrow night or next week,
next month or next time.
It is no longer about
possession or obligation;
now it is about
connection, the melting together,
the moment.
narinda heng 
:) :) :)
“connection, the melting together,
the moment.”
the beginning already sets it off:
“…when it started to stop” –subtle ; )