An ode to a First Date

We are living on a freckle
On the face of the universe.
Holding hands on the irises
Of the stars and the darkness.
So put your lips against my cheek
As we bid farewell on the bus
And remember me fondly
As you drift into dreams
Turn the pages of me slowly
Savoring every word
For I may be quiet
And I may be silent
But stick by me long enough
And we’ll be kissing lips
And touching fingertips
And loving
On a freckle
on the cheek
of the universe.

Tagged: cheek kisses, first date, holding hands, love, nick, poetry