Eve Rounds

how it would be – intro

the introduction

a)
a mutual friend’s dinner party. we come separately due to logistics. you arrive before me. your back faces the entrance. i come up behind you. not startling in any way. i place my hand where you neck meets your chest. i bend down to kiss you on the cheek. you turn your lips towards me and correct it into a real kiss. you make your subtle growl and grab my hips to spin me in place upon your lap. a smooth swift scooping. we smile at each other. all are stunned to witness our moment. but not at all surprised. we smile at all.
there’s laughter. sporadic applause. dropped jaws. oh how cute is this new of course well of course you two we are so happy for you
you are
both so happy.

b)
a mutual friend’s dinner party. we come separately due to logistics. i arrive before you. i face the entrance. you appear in the door. instantly i feel my cheeks glow my teeth show. instantly we lock eyes. all notice my face light up so all trace my gaze to you. walking directly towards me. you reach down delicately cupping my nape but i’ve already tilted my head upwards to meet your bend. a soft kiss. i explode into a standing position to wrap my arms about you. we smile at each other. all are stunned to witness our moment. but not at all surprised. we smile at all.
there’s laughter. sporadic applause. dropped jaws. oh how cute is this new of course well of course you two we are so happy for you you are
both so happy.

i don’t even know

how long it’s been. haven’t been counting days haven’t counted backwards on the calendar. haven’t bothered to reread my own words. haven’t been missing you

the five senses

your blue eyes and crooked lippy smile which i inherited that tiny soft bristle brush for your basically bald head the white corvette a campfire cards

love

what did falling in love feel like to you actual falling a new winter sweater a blood flutter did you question its science or were you

noise

sometimes the wind the waves muffle and drown my memories sometimes the wind the waves magnify and amplify the sound of your voice and clearing

the theatre

this is  a silent film flickering  catching  starting over emptiness surrounding such a blinding contrast ahead of us shared stories  captured images disconnected nonsensical we

Twins

It isn’t easy being a twin.   Others considered us as one two-part person,  while our parents saw,  in our conspiring, four or more.