it's as simple as feeding

you your favorite food,

and wiping your mouth

to watch the span of your

eyes.

keeping at you, till you forget

we're dancing.

these abutted foreheads that bring

it down...to the feet of a

broken wave.

as we speed read the universe

to one another...bangs are

brushed back.

so mouths may openly admit

the quelled silence of a kiss.

i can't believe you're real...

so prove that i exist~