We laid naked in your bed as the night grew old
the sushi in our stomachs worn down by now
we talked a little
it seemed like a solution to fill the voids brought from silence
you didn't kiss me enough
i sat up to look at you and let moonlight dance across my chest
you laid in the shadow of the moon
and told me i was beautiful
i took my eyes off of your figure to let them glide over my pale curves and wild curls
a fleeting moment i took to grace myself
i glanced out your window
it stopped snowing mostly and i felt low
somehow, the static appearance of outside spoke louder than your room
you asked me distinct things
which i now know
were the answers to your very last test
one week later, this mess was at rest
the snow accumulated heavily the following days
just like it had that very night
only before we laid among your sheets
and like the words in my mind,
there was more
and i was torn