Unspoken Poetry

You thought

I am not the person you loved

You are not the first person I looked at

with a mouthful of forevers.

We have both known loss like the sharp edges

of a knife. We have both lived with lips

more scar tissue than skin. Our love came

unannounced in the middle of the night.

our love came when we'd given up

on asking love to come. I think

that has to be part

of its miracle.

this is how we heal.

I will kiss you like forgiveness. You