Cute Meet.

Six months ago on this day Josh and I met in person for the first time. We met at a show at the DuKum. Six months ago on this day I step unknowingly into something that would change my life and change me as a person. It began timidly at a table in the back of the bar. As the night went on our connection grew. We stayed up late talking and he drove me to my car which was still parked at the bar. I remember he waited in the parking lot, until I got door unlocked, until I started my car, until I drove away. I remember thinking that meant something. It did.
That night I couldn't sleep. Words just kept floating through my head. Words and snapshots of the night. I had something building throughout the night that I had scribbled on a scrap piece of paper earlier and as I lay in bed the waves of that structure kept washing over me. It went like this:

shadows play the pretty pastel lights
like you play the strings strung tight
across your chest.
see the beat in my beer
amber vibration near
your noise makes me want to stomp.
twinkles on strings
and voices that sing
so loud i yell in your ear.
insecure waiting
vanilla flavored hesitating
with an orange after taste.
message on a phone says
backlit glowing letters say
"i'm here."
smoke and nicotine lead
signs on the wooden walls read
blue moon and other beer names.
hi my name is,
nice to meet ----'s
scratch the chair leg to the floor.
sit and listening
awkward show and telling.
my leg's just a shaking, with nerves and caffeine.
step out to the night
the moonlight makes it right
to light up another smoke.
and later it all gets blurry
but i remember it fully
in symmetry and color and merging black and whites,
another sleepless night.