Naked
I wish I was in the moment that made me feel naked with you. The soft fragrance of your hot coffee. The crisp bite of your buttered toast. The dewy taste of the morning kiss. T he warmth of the cud dled afternoon. The long walk of that orange evening. The laziness of the drunk nights. The coolness of the ride to the beach. The brightness of the stars by the river. The energy of our first concert. The familiness of the first Holi. The tenderness of our first kiss through the nose fight. The sharpness of the first scribble on the stomach. The innocence of the first touch by the guitar. The passionate bite of that push on the wall. The scratches of the sex on the table. The confession of the first mistake. The sadness of the first fight. The rawness of the first “I love you.” by the kitchen slab. The roughness of the first fever. The silent pain on the way to the airport. And the laughter as we waited to say goodbye. You made me feel naked in every m
