Jungle (romeo stories)

Do you remember
the jungle
humidity and daily
rains soaked us
feet sloshed like
drunks in mud
Do you remember
we were deep
in the jungle
moving slowly
machete wielding
guides hacked
through the ribbons
and ropes of leafy
Do you remember
the bridge in the
we found each other
opposites on canyon
cliffs you
on one side
I on the other
a rope bridge was
the only tie
between us rickety
damaged tired
You took the first
step, Romeo