A Year Spent In Love

By Leah Taylor

Almost a year spent in love

remembered fondly in coloured vignettes.

The first time I kissed you in a Dublin bar 

to the first time I wore your kisses to work, 

when you watched me cry as I turned 22 

and you did the dishes while my stomach churned, 

to the first time I saw you and I knew you saw me, 

looking at the muse and the muse looking back. 

Let there be a forever of first times 

and let there never be a last time 

in our long stretch of love.

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