Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

Say we met, on a Friday evening over drinks and pomegranates. Say we talked, for an hour or two, then walked around looking for food. Say we watched the evening sunset, the night creatures rise, as two hearts open to the possibilities of life with no regrets. See the first day I met you, our fate was sealed like the clouds in the skies. I knew my heart was completely smitten by your height. I was in love with the tallness of you, the depths of a height that heavens know climbing would leave me with no regrets. Maybe it was the way love draped itself around you, around us. Me in my burgundy sweater dress that is both a sweater and a dress. You in your tan jacket and straight cut blue jeans, which moved as if perfect by design. I should have known that if you said forever begins today, it would begin the day we first met. No fireworks or twinkling stars, just two people ready to plunge deep into an ocean.