With the preliminaries
behind us
it would be so easy
if you were the one.
Our awkward silences
and dry throats
have subsided
shyness and foot shuffling
things of the past.
We’ve committed to memory
our respective family histories
disclosed in quiet moments
our first, best, worst lovers.
We’ve got each other’s friends straight
who’s on their own, who’s till together.
I know where you were
when Kennedy was shot
and exactly how you like your eggs
you could list my favourite authors
and high school teachers.
You know where I’m ticklish
who I lived with at university
I know the comics you think aren’t funny
and the jokes you think are.
Now that the hard part’s over
wouldn’t it be wonderful
if you were the one.