each press of my lips on your skin,
a gentle whisper of a secret, muffled,
too faint to be heard aloud—
it falls silent upon ears
but the heart seeps each promise
and intangible emotion in.
I look at you dreamily,
my eyes convey what my cowardice
will not dare to say.
I know you see it,
clear as day—
I am afraid though,
as we bear separate truths.
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 1:18 AM UTC
each press of my lips on your skin,
a gentle whisper of a secret, muffled,
too faint to be heard aloud—
it falls silent upon ears
but the heart seeps each promise
and intangible emotion in.
I look at you dreamily,
my eyes convey what my cowardice
will not dare to say.
I know you see it,
clear as day—
I am afraid though,
as we bear separate truths.
poem for my girlfriend
