The final pieces of that broken dock have their feet in the water
look straight ahead and you’re in the middle of the ocean.

We sit and get wet and talk about the color blue
the best thing about the sea is that everything tastes like salt when you get out
particularly each other.

I asked you what your first impression of me was because I always ask that
you liked my pink button down and I smile a lot
and that it seemed like I had my shit together but I’d proven you wrong. 

You asked me the same question and I said beautiful, obviously
among other things. 
But I’m only the second person to call you that in your life 
which is frankly, alarming.

A drinking game without the drinking
and never have you ever made out with anyone sober
two hours later I ask to kiss you and remedy the situation.