
1:30 am woke you with a tickle in your throat. the memories are faint but there was the hallway light and my fingertips drifting across the freckles, and peeling skin along your shoulder blades, then down your spine. you gurgled water and forced the cough down your esophagus; and wrapped your body around mine to pacify yourself to sleep. these are the moments I have been missing out on all my life- and now they are all ours.