Memories of our first date still
reside in my coat pocket.
Tiny stars on my *******
remind me of how I waited
for someone to make me feel
like the sky was made so that we could lay together
and name stars after each other.
I'll always think of your laugh
and how somehow you get it into your mind
that I've done something cute
and it makes me kind of incredibly happy
in a silly giddy, seeing stars, get dizzy, smile stretching way
kissing my hands my head and fingers
you make me feel so comfortable being myself
in the little while I have seen your kind face
I have felt the most happy and the most wanted