Do you remember our first dance? A little drunk and disbelieving... Our confessions and doubts - and then a crazy night.
Do you remember our first date a couple of days later? In a restaurant, my silences awkward - but my heart pounding with excitement and fear the whole time...Sitting across from you was like being in a light too bright.
Do you remember our first kiss? Across a desk, your eyes changed - filled... We leaned in, lips met, tongues played, lips brushed - and a falling that would not stop... I thought that I had done something wrong.
Do you remember the first time we made love? On a blanket we kissed and held onto each other... We were desperate and we moved as if we knew each others bodies for years... We lay naked and fearless - I could not stop touching your skin and you let me touch and explore... you let me be me...I was so moved, that for three days I was in a daze. I wanted to tell you what I was feeling, but words failed me.
Do you remember holding hands while sitting in the station or riding the streetcar?
Do you remember a pullout couch in the kitchen? A place made of wood, glass and magic - the times that we stole to be together. A dinner, candles, and the scent and feel of you... We entwined our bodies and our lives - lost and found in the same moment...
I remember these times and so many others... I remember them and wonder what will come next for us... The touch of your hand still presses on my heart. I still carry you with me and have only to close my eyes to see yours - changeable and beautiful...
I remember one crazy night as the start...
Me.
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