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Oct 2016
A glass of red wine
You always give me your seat
We drank it up
The cute business woman next to us
Who spoke English so articulately to us
And then a fluid, quick Spanish to the bartender
Said with charm and cleverness:
"Get a to go cup!"

We ate so, so very well
And held hands in the sun
You are the first to take me all in
Your fingers fearlessly interlocked with mine
I'm not sure what I did to make you love me so well
But the mornings where we wake up
Before the sun
We coo and we cuddle
Those are my favorite.

Every morning we rose
In the California sunshine
I felt like I had so very much to live for
And the majority of the time
Was such a good version of myself
We act like kitty cats
Goblins
Lovers impassioned
And speak and mirror
Kiss and make love
I get jealous
I always have
As I pose among the sheets fully ****
And you were so joyful
That I had returned,
To you.

Two different places to stay
You, you like adventure
I have always wrangled and ripped my neck around
Like I was a wild large fish
Stuck in the throat with a fisherman's hook
They pulled me up and held me
Posed with my fins
Like I was the perfect temporary prize
Some threw me back into the sea
Some pinches and wounds from the steel
And some, well
They carved me up
And ate me later for lunch.

We communicate
As if always dancing and prancing
On the same page
You wine and dine
Like I've always dreamed
And my favorite thing
Is how your mood brightens
The moments after you have wet your lips
With fluids from glasses
Or in between my thighs.

Its the little things
And the ultra extravagant things
Like how you sat on the edge of the tub
As I sank down into the water
My scales revealed and open
But you don't lure me in with morsels
Or weld me into a taxidermy on your wall
But we
(I say we now)
But my absolute favorite
Is when you express what we like or do
To others
And I can hear my individuality
And our togetherness
Your individuality
And our togetherness
In every vocal sound
That formulates
On your crisp pointed lips.

And we plotted out the rest of our night
As you sat on the edge of the tub
My favorite would be
How you bring me coffee the mornings we are both around
Or how we always bounce back
Once my little eyes are open
And you love it how I squint when I laugh
And all last night you would look over so dotingly
And whisper
As if the whole room could hear your passion
But were too numb to listen:
"I love you."

I love seeing the expressions in your eyes
Your lips
Or your pointed bald eagle nose

You just
You're my person.

We're all so ******* glad you're here.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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