you are the morning skin to touch first
and midnight warmth beneath the moon,
radiating.
you are purposeful kisses, slow and delicate
afternoon dances beside the kitchen sink.
you began as walking along water
and now you breathe beside me in bed.
you are my courage in doubt
my saltiest sweat
my first note sung in solid tune
my abdomen trembling in release.
you are the sweetest creme brulee.
you are the silence when the windows are down
and the wind is speaking.
you are bread crumbs left on the path
reminding me of home.
you are a gentle visionary,
and i believe in everything you see.
you are the always, in all chaos and calm.
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