i sincerely saw your skin for the first time. and at 5:45 in the morning it snowed (and snowed and snowed) as i stood on the porch staring at my untied shoe laces i declared you wonderful in my mind. my cigarette smoke agreed (as did the socks, trapped between the sheets, near the bottom of the bed) and i curled my toes to remind me knees to remind my stomach to remind my heart to quiet its beat because the neighbours need sleep as well.
