I love to pretend
no one is around
you’re this stranger
we’re just starting out
with that first glamorous look.
Inching up and next to
the girl everyone wants,
there all alone in a crowd
the music makes it hard
to understand the conversation,
that is until,
we’re secretly tucked
away in the corner.
We quickly establish
all the ground rules,
first times words
are secretly whispered
to the back of the neck.
How I dearly wish
we could bottle time
only to open it up
and taking tiny sips
to celebrate today.
Celebrate the Newness
