ill give you the first golden light of the morning, sunbeams warm against your skin

the first star in the night sky,
cupped in the palms of my hands,  dripping soft light and spilling out onto my bedroom floor as we exchange secrets

the first breath i breathe when you pull away, a whisper of your name on my tongue

the first touch,
soft hungry hands and the way they search and find a place once longed for

the first kiss and the way your mouth found mine
teeth clinking together like wine glasses, a celebration of finely aged love

two lovers

many firsts, always forevers.

we kissed for the first time behind a coffee shop.
in the haze of morning
her hand found mine
warm morning air settled on our skin

i kissed her at a stop sign in the dark.
foot on the brake,
heartbeats whispering between breaths,
“green light green light green light”

her face shrouded in warm candle light.
her hand in the water of the bath i lay in
”don’t get your sleeve wet”
*”i don’t mind”

i never thought that
longing could break apart ribs
but now my heart knows

the snow covers everything
soft
ice cold
snowflakes fall on my tongue
they cover my hair
a gentle crown
snowflakes on my skin
freezing blue
on my back on the ground
staring into the night sky
frozen fingers curling into the snow
iced eyelashes
quiet.
soft.
cold.