“You’re beautiful” –
You said it to me as you unstuck your lips
From mine –
Whispered it like the secret you treated it like.
And I liked that it was a secret between us.
Like the soft kisses
That lasted years.
And I felt so much
All at once.
It was so wonderful
To be craved
In such a sweet way.
That was the word of the night – “sweet.”
Sweet were your lips, your hands, your words,
Enveloping me in a cocoon of honey and
Spun sugar.
Like a high-pitched giggle
In a conversation packed with tension.
So in our makeshift fort
In the dark where no one ventures,
You told me I was beautiful
And I believed you
Because I knew you were right.
I could tell because I could feel your nerves.
It was like you were emitting a soft electrical current.
And you made me wait, slowly
Filling me with static electricity
Until we had no choice but to
Be together.
It was magnetic – out of our control.
Everything I felt was intensified
By how sweet and slow everything was.
And I was happy.