First Moment

The first moment our eyes met,

the first moment I felt your body next to mine,

the first time I experienced our lips touch

and your fingers inter-laced with mine —

              my hand meeting yours,

              my fingertips exploring —

              learning the geography of your being,

              the texture of your hair,

              the rhythm of your heart...

Peaceful and transfixed,

I longingly watch in awe as you sleep —

as the morning light peeks through the blinds of your window,

I find myself more intrigued —

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                                            by you.

Feeling —

living —

embracing my world,

          and

    giving my all.

                      Not only do you inspire me,

                      you have opened my eyes

                                 to who I am,

                                                   and who I 

                                                              want to be.