The First Time We Said Hello Rudy Francisco

The first time we said, “Hello,”
it felt as though pterodactyls were flapping their wings against the corridors of my stomach.

That day, Cupid didn’t have an arrow large enough to hold a love this size,
so he hijacked a plane and flew it into my chest.

You,
You make me want to jump off the highest building in the city just to prove that I’m invincible with you next to me.
I’m saying like, don’t text me or instant message me.
Trust that it’s important that I hear your voice today.
It’s crucial that we speak today.
And if I was to say that I really, really, really wanted to get to know you would just be an understatement.
Me, I want to pour your thoughts in a wine glass and sip them slow and strong like I’m going on vacation.
I want to light candles,
and bathe for hours in secrets that you just never had the courage to say out loud already,
I’m ready to grab onto your dreams and jump into a pool head first just to see if hope still floats.
I want to float next to you.
I’m talking, ten feet above cumulus clouds so no-one can rain on our parade.

As if the only card game we understand how to play is spades.
And if I win, you have to let me fall in love with you.
But if I win, all you have to do is let me fall in love with you
You see, if I could, if I could, I would sing a song for you.
If I could, I would write you a poem.
If I could, I would sample your smile,
and then let my heart beat the baseline
and we would create the greatest love song whenever we stand next to each other.