He watered the flowers in my chest and they blossomed. I showed him all of the colours on my tongue and he stayed.
He’s like a breath of fresh air, clearing my mind but filling my lungs. It’s different and warm. It’s hopeful. This feels so easy without me feeling like I’m easy. It’s serene.
There is something remarkable in the way he speaks, the way he laughs and whispers and sings. It will remind you of knowledge infused innocence. Until we’re ******* each other in the kitchen.
We kiss and it’s like I’ve tasted everything sweet, while my body is being set on fire and the butterflies’ wings still flutter with desire. I lay my ear flat against his chest, as I try to memorise the rhythm of his heartbeat.
We’re driving down an empty highway. I look over, you take my hand and smile with your green eyes. We stay silent but I know and you know: this is the most profound feeling in life.