words i wish i had reserved for my wife
but i suffered a lapse in judgment
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on her name:
the way your name tastes
as it rolls off my tongue
the succulent slowness of caramel
dripping from my lips
a sweet whispered reverence
that leaves me breathless
craving more
on our facetime calls:
her words exhilarate the thirsty soul
like great gulps of some wild tonic
that ripples and tickles as it goes down
tiny fizzing bubbles that burst
fragrant, frothy clouds
of dahlias and daydreams
on our first kiss:
the night dripped stillness
i inhaled the silence
and your perfume
like the last breath of a diver
before the sea closes overhead
then your lips met mine
and the storm broke in all its fury
you claimed me for your own
and i dared not refuse
on reflection of our first year:
spring is your season
the coming to life of things
the exultation of rebirth
how i love to watch you blossom
rose-lipped and fresh
but you also know
how to hold summer captive
in the bronze honey of your eyes
and i am but a fuzzy bee
drawn irresistibly to the hive
then i see you fall into autumn
sparkling crisp and full of flame
sweeping burnished copper spiked with silver frost
a crown glorious
you wear November well
and you wrap that coat tighter
as winter sets in
but your December skin
invites me to sit at your hearth
drinking warmth
from your red wine tongue.
on falling in love with her:
i held you close
until i felt you seep between the cracks
and bleed your soul into min
About the Creator
Sara Little
Writer and high school English teacher seeking to empower and inspire young creatives, especially of the LGBTQIA+ community
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