Kitchen Table Notes

Esme

A quick note.

I leave you little notes
On a messy kitchen table
Just my daily thoughts
Or rants about the stars.

Your dawn is my good night
And I live my life while you're asleep.
So we scribble on a screen
And speak our idle thoughts.
Our shifts don't overlap,
But our resonances do.

I don't know what your table's like,
But I feel like you joined mine.
I feel loved and understood
Over distances and time.

And in return I get to see
You flourish to the person you could always be.

Nova - bright like your name -

Your relentless creativity, your inner strength
And of course fitchecks and recipes

My table is never lonely
As I live this live with you
Because I know there will always be
A note there waiting for me.

I'm proud to love you, Nova.
Even if I might never hold you tight
Just as long as there are kitchen tables
I'll write you every day and night.

Unedited, and written far past my bedtime, yet sincerely,

Esme

Nova

A hastily scribbled reply, as it is also well past my bedtime

Many things I've been deprived
in all these years avoiding life
A taste of girlhood here and there
pretty women everywhere

Yet none that would speak to me
Mysterious rituals of femininity
Over time I did believe
They were simply not for me

But then there's you
The rituals are new for you too
And so I feel safe
We explore and mistake
There are messes we've made
And continue to make
But we need not replay
Once the lesson ingrains

Maybe we'll forget
Fail yet more tests
But we need not regret
For in notes that I've sent
There is a trail that prevails
No matter how you might fail

Treasures you send
Treasures I keep
Thank you for telling me
What they all mean

I love you girlfriend
You're hot enough to be mean
& you keep choosing kindness
Now go the fuck to sleep <3

-NOVA