First Date

Walking down Chandos Place into
Trafalgar square. You were wearing
        your ethnicy dress.
And that blue denim jacket, over your
        shoulders, keeping you warm.

It was a cool evening, and we left the
        Leaf late. Out the door, I wanted
        to kiss you, and just took you by
        your hips and went for it.
It calmed me. I loved it. Still, today, I
        love to remember it. It was sweet,
        and so were we.

That was over a year ago, now. And you
        and I are retracing our steps,
        getting back to who we are.
You need not be afraid of what you want.