Heart is bound tight in a way that makes it explode outwards
pouring out of my heaving chest
and into you
I hope you like the taste
I know you do
as I pretended to be asleep at two in the morning,
you stroked my hair out of my closed eyes
held my hand to your lips
but then gently put it back
trembling in the night
as though afraid of what?
Waking me?
More accurately, disturbing me
(know that, my love, you never could)
You sat there
and I felt you watch me in the night
when I myself was almost asleep I heard you whisper secrets
ones I will not write
they were not even for me to hear
but darling
we are the same
and I will never leave
oh darling
that was almost six months ago
in the frigid air of March
but I know that we have not changed
and know I hold your secrets still