I don’t want to hear the door shut, or the springs give way under you I feel your skin on mine can smell the mint sauce you had on your lamb for dinner I want to shut down
Electricity. Bubbles. All because you touched my hand. Dread. Fear. The pain from before still has not subsided. Hope. Trust. You know all my secrets. Warmth. Caresses.
Me You I cling to the memory of You and me together Your heartbeat next to mine But there’s more than distance between us, It’s a concrete block in the middle
Touches my face, soft and gentle getting closer. My breath speeds up, his slows down mint on his breath. Nervous, It’s not what I expect but it’s what I want. He draws me to him