the invitation

seeing your name in my journal just now
takes me back
to that first day

your eyes on me

as i slurped the chai
like a cat
me feeling shy because
we had made love
under the stars
and here we were in the daylight
learning about each other
(toes in the water after a big plunge)

then your invitation
to peek inside your journal
your beliefs
what you were working on

i’ve moved on

but the memory of that invitation
still makes my heart
skip a beat

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