Love Cinquains

Taking
my time to dance
in rhythm with your feet,
I notice that our toes at least
are close.




In love
for the first time,
it felt as if the sky
had gathered in all its spaces —
so still.




Cooking
for a lover,
who can bear the challenge?
Best to throw everything in to-
gether.




Making
conve rsation,
“How was your day today?”
knowing that whatever you say
will bounce.

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