when he pressed his soft mouth upon yours you were pliant, moving like the sea back and forth and back and forth bestowing unto him a kind of carnage to smash apart his fear
you felt his sighing exhale upon your cheek as he pressed on, far too eager far too soft-headed can you imagine? a boy with lips like cherries a boy who brushed his leg against yours a boy who decided to be bold a boy who decided you were worth the risk
you were so very eager to reward him for his courage and it was so simple to slip your fingers between his knuckles under the table where all the well dressed acquaintances sat and it was so exhilarating to whisper to him in secrecy, to so surreptitiously excuse yourself and wait.
when the cherry-mouthed boy entered and locked the door behind him and descended upon you you ran your palms up his stomach and higher, and you felt his heart thundering in his chest
you kissed him like the starving boy that you were displaying your hunger so nakedly for every sigh, there was a kiss for every kiss, a silent plea:
‘please, please, please, don’t disappear. i have been staring into the great maw of loneliness and i don’t want to be swallowed back up again, not ever
‘may your heart’s beating be the tempo by which i live and if you walk, let me walk alongside you
‘no matter how you live, let it be a life spent in mine.’