1,2,3 | Poetry

Date 1

On first look

A tiny bolt with the mission to restart my heart

shook through me as swells temporarily resolved me to silence.

I pretended it was simply a moment

Date 2

My rousing curiosity

Observing our rivers flowing side by side

sometimes lapping at one another’s like the unceasing waves of water kissing the shore.

The current surged as electricity sparked when reaching the water's edge.

I pretended It was simply an instant

Date 3

A heart unbound

My bodies voice of new terrain overtook my reserves with wishes of sweet pleasantries

only known between two streams touching at mouth of the river

Kiss me

Don’t be nervous, she says.

How can you not see that the wind hasn’t blown across these leaves in years?

Take a deep breath. Breath out. Let it make ripples on me in the sun and in the shade.

Shaking me, making me remember that the forest wasn’t always so still…