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Little Moments

Moments

Like ordering two mochas

Just to watch you make them

Forgetting your name five times

Before getting your phone number

Wiping chocolate off your shirt

Trying unsuccessfully to flirt my way

Out of spilling on you

Little moments

Like finally having the guts to ask you out

Running to the coffee shop full speed

Just to find out it was your day off

Sulking my way through my third cup of tea

Cursing the fates for their insolence

Right until you walked in to cover someone else's shift

And running out too scared again

Little moments like those

Remind me why I fight through

Big times like these

Little moments

Like driving over the mountains

To get to the first big storm

Just to be the first ones to kiss in the rain

After the summer sun chapped our lips so long

We forgot the taste of our kiss

Little moments

Like the first time I took you out in heels

And you spent the whole night

Whispering to yourself about not falling

Right up until I fell twice

Down a flight of stairs

And for you

Little moments

Like you running over to pick my head up

Off the concrete

Staring at me with this look

That made me want to ask you if you were okay

Little moments

Like that remind me

That the big times like these

Are worth fighting for

That the big fights like these

Are worth ending

If only for the shot to have one more

Little moment

Like

A movie perfect scene in the snow

With snow ball fights, snow angels

And a snow man with coal for buttons

Eyes, mouth, sticks for arms and a scarf

But we didn't have a carrot

So you ran upstairs, broke off one of your heels

And called him Stalleto-face for a week

Little moments

Like

Burning three attempts at chicken cord en bleu

And begging the old woman on the phone

To put in one more order before they closed

And tipping $100 just to have the chance

To eat midnight fried rice on the living room floor

Because the table was full of

Foiled attempts at cooking

Little moments

Like those

So dear to me

Remind me there is no fight too big

To give up little moments with you

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Written by
michael-devoe
American
Published
Nov 18, 2009
Lines·Words
67·387
Notes

A collection of poems by me is available on Amazon

Where She Left Me - Michael DeVoe

http://goo.gl/5x3Tae

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