the bitter silky stuff
runs down my throat
caresses the crevices
of my mouth
in a way that feels
both fleeting
and concrete
and i am almost certain
that is how it is to kiss
you
only you
perhaps
all of my previous embraces
have felt transitory
and unimportant
and clumsy
sometimes
i forget that there’s tea
that’s been left
brewing
and cooling
for the last twenty minutes
and yesterday
i saw them together
and almost shouted a greeting
but again
they were fleeting
one of my classes
once revolved
around the concept
of impermanence
it is the only lesson
that’s held importance
perhaps
because
he sat perpendicular
to the wall
and the pain
my neck felt from craning
evaporated
when i’d worried
it never would
Dec 23, 2015
Dec 23, 2015 at 6:50 PM UTC
the bitter silky stuff
runs down my throat
caresses the crevices
of my mouth
in a way that feels
both fleeting
and concrete
and i am almost certain
that is how it is to kiss
you
only you
perhaps
all of my previous embraces
have felt transitory
and unimportant
and clumsy
sometimes
i forget that there’s tea
that’s been left
brewing
and cooling
for the last twenty minutes
and yesterday
i saw them together
and almost shouted a greeting
but again
they were fleeting
one of my classes
once revolved
around the concept
of impermanence
it is the only lesson
that’s held importance
perhaps
because
he sat perpendicular
to the wall
and the pain
my neck felt from craning
evaporated
when i’d worried
it never would
