January 1st

In between our rhythmic breathing 

Every touch 

Every sensation  

You see further than even the naked parts of me 

To the core of my soul – a place that hides from even me sometimes 

It’s no wonder I figured you could read my mind – that a mere glimpse in your eyes would tell you everything you would ever need to know about the way I feel about you 

Is it even a surprise at this point?

In the laughs

The affection

The music

The skateboarding (at least my attempt of it)

The car rides

The lack of appetite

The scotch and twisted tea 

The backyard nights 

The subtle kisses

The dope ass sex

The way you have rekindled passions in me that I had forgot existed

The way you have reminded me to spend time on me

The way spending time on me is spending time with you.

Mo (2021)