a few of my favorite things

blasting my song
while dancing home
after work on a Friday.
sinking into an ice bath
when the a/c’s broken on
a scorching summer afternoon.
cocooned together,
slowly drifting to sleep
in your arms every night.

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better than a fairy tale

no prince gallops into your life
on a noble steed & whisks you away
to a faraway, problem-free land.
instead, you fall in love with
a man who was your friend first,
became your sounding board
& with whom you will continue to
go on adventures & travel the world —
which is better than a fairy tale.

a thousand ninety-five days

a thousand ninety-five days
spent with you —
(feels longer & shorter
than that simultaneously)
uncontrollable laughter,
hands held during long drives,
hugs after horrible days,
talks until dusk,
kisses goodnight,
& breakfast at sunrise.
passion hasn’t cooled —
instead, it’s fueled by
our unshakable bond
& the way we push each other
to be our best selves.
no matter what
life throws our way,
we’ll always face it
together.

from now on

your hands find my waist
(where they belong)
as mine clasp
behind your neck
(hearts fluttering fast)
while I tiptoe,
your head dips down
& our lips meet (halfway).
(with a sigh) I think,
I only want to kiss you.
(from now on)

different destinations

there were instances
when growing up
meant growing apart,
but I never thought
it would happen to us.
there was no fork in the road
as Robert Frost claimed,
but twists & turns led
to different destinations.
perhaps someday,
in spite of (or because of)
how dissimilar we are now,
our paths will converge again.