Coffee Shop Sessions

I want to remember you like this.
I want to remember us like this.
In the years ahead, when you’ll be across the room
and I’ll barely rise from the bed,
I want to remember what it felt like
when we were giddy in love.
I want to remember the feeling of our hearts—
with every chance we’d get—
to smile and get lost in a lingering kiss.

I want to remember when our knees went weak
from your hands upon my face,
our tender lips meeting
as if it were the first time.

And I want you to remind me,
over and over again.