Wake with me in the early morning
when the breeze rustles over our slumbering selves
cooing at us gingerly from afar as if
we were newly born-tender and soft
awake in an unfamiliar world

Explore with me
childlike in curiosity and wonder
let us map the curves of our skin with the breathe of gentle fingers
whisper forgotten secrets down the length of our bodies
until we are nothing but shivers and sighs

Drink with me
let us taste the bitter remnants of our adolescent memories
swallowed down like pills unsweetened-
with morning coffee and stale toast
kiss them away until they are ghosts hanging in the draft