Memos from the Middle

Smack-Dab in the Middle of Living

First Love

for poetry challenge week 7



ramblings in the kitchen

wake my sleeping frame

and i creep down the steps

toward the light


there you are

not so fresh from work

snacking on a cold dinner

left earlier in the night


you pull my chair close

and get the tiny plate

splitting your dessert

so i too can eat


you listen to my silliness

giggle at my jokes

and wow me with stories

of some random urban street


you take me back to bed

and tuck me snuggly in

kissing me on the cheek

after we’ve conversed


you bid me sweet dreams

wave a hearty good-bye

and tell me you love me

before I can say it first

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