I read your name today

I read your name today.

Came across it on a frequently-traveled website.

I guess it wasn’t your specific name,

But the same name belonging to someone else.

When I read those five perfectly-placed letters,

My heart soared five miles.

How those five perfectly-placed letters

Could make me think of so much,

So many memories, feelings, thoughts, emotions, secrets

Belonging to you and I.

 

Flashbacks

Flashbacks to two nights ago.

Liquid.

Spinning.

Tickling.

Rolling.

Pausing.

Hellos.

Kisses.

Kisses.

Kisses.

Skin.

Ear biting.

Neck kissing.

Soft whispers.

Drunken words.

Steady hands.

Heavy breathing.

Forceful kisses.

Perfect night for a liquor-soaked sky and my drowsy eyes.

Crappy Midnight Poetry

I want to smack you straight across the mouth, but not before I kiss it.

I want to push your arms away from mine, but not before they wrap around me.

I’m not broken, but you are.

I want to fix that.

It’s a terrible idea.

I know what I’m getting myself into.

But somehow I can’t stop it, like a tornado or my taxes.

Bad timing.

Bad timing.

Bad timing.