Let’s

Be nervous

Get our hopes up

Play a song for you

Sneak around town like two teenagers

Hope for an empty house

Where can we go?

Down to the river

Where I’ll make fun of you

With all the good intentions in the world

Of course

Remember what breathing feels like

Be cold for a second

Skip rocks

Sonic drinks in the cupholders

Car in park

Can it be May?

With the bridge overhead?

And we’d sit on a bench

Keep our hands to ourselves

Or at least try

Feet in the gravel

And dinners to get home to.

Every poem goes back

To the expectation

Of you