my mind, or the rain outside.
So I let myself go.
Hours pass by,
so much left to explore.
But only as much as you’ll allow me to show.
*****
The sinking is inevitable.
Sometimes I burn too bright for my own good.
I wouldn’t,
if only someone’d teach me how much I should.
My eyes will tell you so much more than my mouth,
dig deeper, deeper still
Retract gently, with infinite kindness
After you’ve had for your fill.
*****
I like when we frolick,
Without a care,
So vulnerable and bare,
Stuck in time, hoping to stay there.
I like that you trace the contours of my body,
As I feel the stubble on your chin.
Feel my skin,
Never the pain within.
