Sincerely, Jennifer x

I don’t wake up with much but the memory of you.

It’s enough.

I put the pieces of the picture back together,
the slow, soft curve of your smile,
ocean opals that know all of my secrets,
the taste of truth, so addictive and instinctive on my lips,
lips that have longed for you since the moment I became sentient.

It’s enough.

You kiss me,
rough and passionate against the bedroom door,
our fingers fused by the fire within us,
your heart, harmonising with my own beat,
and the rest of the world unaware of our magic.

It’s enough,
until time relents,
and the day comes once again when you are mine.