First Night
lift my head off the pillowlids don't wanna cooperate
stare out unfamiliar blinds
window was left open last night
early air pinches my face
strains of strawberry, orange
tease the gray, heavy sky
he is next to me
face buried in a pillow
i blush
thinking
but we slept with the windows open
so we did something right
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