Let’s go back
to when you hung
on my words like monkey bars
when you sighed the first time
you ever kissed me,
gave me lottery winning eyes
when you kissed me again
Go back before
my words hung
like bars around your cell
before you clenched
your teeth
at the sound
of my need
Go back when
you studied the curves
of my mouth
sent me to work
each morning
with a tongue
full of blessing
Go back before
every word
had to be measured
and weighed
before an honest response
could mean
I may never again see
the golden spokes
of your irises
Back to when
we were both
eager passengers
Back before
our feet were heavy
with hesitation
Back when
we knew nothing
Back before
we could not forget
First Published in Drunk Monkeys.
Sarah Thursday 