13 November 2012

I held my breath before I knew you,

reciting the

warmest mesh of our awkward affections

a few drops of rain on my eyelashes

collecting on the shoulder I rest my chin on

the briefest embrace

a smile that burns into the back of my eyes

my hands that crave your fingertips

tread carefully around my heart.

I exhaled –

you, you, you.

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