*Darling*

The first time you kissed me
a chaste brush
lips on dry lips
I asked
shell-shocked
'Is this a confession?'


It was
everything I'd ever expected
and more
and you didn't
smile
and said
'It's a prayer.'


'What for?'


Since when
do you pray?

'...One day... I hope...'
you stuttered

'Darling' I said
'no more waiting'
I had waited so long
for the privilege
to call you that

And the first time
I did
it amounted
to nothing

You have
a generous fucking mind
darling

-
Not necessarily random.