A memory of you

I'm proud of our boy

we divorce when he is 10, I teach him how to write, you blame me for everything

we meet for the first time at a rave, i dance slowly and look puzzling at you and my head tilts sideways. I get you a drink and you're so sweaty, I sprinkle diptique on your hand and you inhale it and it takes you on a vacation on a sand beach further away from the beats of the woofer next to us. Leave me a number and let's get a formal dinner, can you dress? You look great and I want to keep seeing you.

i drop the top of my car and we drive to the ocean, i tell you to yell into the air, you put as much air as possible into your lungs, close your eyes and a scream gets pushed into the darkness around us, the wind next to the car takes that scream and drops it outside, you laugh and smile and fall on my hand. Your dress blinks all around and we make a stop. I kiss you and tell you "do you want to capture me?" we run on the parking lot and I move slowly left or right, I swirl and when you try to capture me I bounce and raise my hand up. I capture your hand, you're cold and I pull you into my hands. I kiss you again.

I stop next to your place, you invite me for a coffee but I'm tired and I bow and close my eyes, you run your hand through my hair and give a small smile, I hold my hand on a curve of your right side. My nose goes slowly up your neck, I like your smell I tell you. You sure you don't want a cup of coffee and your smile goes orange like a fox, I touch your earring with a pinky of my hand and I get up, I'll pick you up tomorrow, be ready and look great.
Next day we do it, and you close your eyes sleeping next to me. My heart rate is normal, it feels like home. I sneak out of the door at night and I leave you a note saying thank you for the night but I just wanted to be home. I sprinkle the note with perfume and leave a french candy next to it, it melts in your mouth when you read it in the morning. I hope you smile more it goes great with your curls.

You throw a vase at me, our kid is 5 years old, we arent sure who he will be. Great like you and me and I kiss your forehead