Do you remember that night outside your house?
When my hair, disheveled from the wind,
Was knotted and messy
Like an overused mop?

Sculpted hands,
Reached for one another
With promise in the fingertips,
Heavy eyes met,
Glass marbles attracting like magnets.

The moon was at its fullest
Incandescent and pregnant,
A paper cut out of itself,
Underneath it
We followed
Inflated and brilliant.

Do you remember what I told you?
When my slightly intoxicated state
Loosened my lips
And wine allowed sentiment in?
**** words hung in the air between us
Until you cut them off with a kiss.