Salt

When we kiss I feel your smile pressed against my teeth. Your arms draped over me. A locked stare in cool autumn air. Good morning. When we kiss I taste the salt of my skin on your lips. And it’s warm inside my chest and my mind when you’re close. My heart melts when the sun casts over you. The light paints shapes across your body in our bed in the morning. When counting moments in perfectly aligned heartbeats, my chest–it feels so full. Enlightened. It’s become so clear. I’m elated. A glimpse of joy. This is all from you. This is all for you. Caught me counting moments in perfectly aligned heartbeats in the morning.