Your first breath,
is warm, your first words:
infatuating, surreal, awakening.
The coupling of two eyes,
ineffable contact. Esoteric.
Loving prematurely, was a trend.
Presumed.
Your thousandth breath,
is calm, your words:
hilarious, exposing, refreshing.
The coupling of two lips,
stinging exigency. Combines.
Wine is raging now, rationality
exploited.
Your ten-thousandth breath,
is quivering, your words:
Should? Will? Why?
The desire of two boys,
doubting. Questioning?
Missed classes, interludes,
Sex.
Your millionth breath,
is calm, your words:
Serene, content, beaming.
The love for two boys,
enduring. Flourishing.
Late nights, positive melancholy,
Limerence.
Your billionth breath,
is normal, your words:
Insulting, joking, sarcastic.
The love. Two boys,
established, requiting, reassured.
Early nights, breakfast in bed.
Love.
