I texted him
Yeah?

Three times
Okay?

He hasnt responded in two hours
So?

Hes annoyed at me
Hes not annoyed at you

Hes mad at me
Hes not mad at you

He doesnt want to talk to me
Hes probably doing something important

I dont want to bother him
*Then don't. Hes busy, you ******* baby. Stop whining

Whispered words
Hushed tones
Breath that quickens
Face that reddens

Trembles take over
Shaking, reaching
Sweat starts to form
Your touch frees me

A brilliant smile
A comfort like no other
And the sweetest kiss

Take me out into the starlight
High above the ground
Pull me close
Play an old french love song
Grip my hand in yours
Take my waist
Dance with me until we both realise
Neither of us are good at it
Hold me sweet and soft
Sway with me to the melody
Nobody and nothing else
Exists in that moment
But for you and I, my love

They have the chance
To dance and twinkle like stars upon the page
But most of the time
They get lost in winding passages, my train of thought derailed

Nothing comes to mind
I promised you a haiku
I'm sorry baby