The first time I saw you,
The sudden barrage of images,
Flashes of the future
Of morning spent in rumpled sheets and sunlight,
Tender kisses on my brow,
Laughter bubbling from your smiling face
How you’d kiss me just to do so
It took me by surprise
– this longing
and I no longer know what to do
When my chest isn’t combusting,
And my cheeks aren’t inflamed
When every waking thought isn’t consumed by you.
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