I can feel it

Barely twelve hours ago

That feeling of your lips on mine, your head on my shoulder

My hands on your sides

I swear it never gets old

That feeling of being close to you

Nothing around us but the darkness

Those moon and stars you love so much

Barely illuminating the planes of your face

But who needs the light?

When every part of you is engraved in my mind

In that closeness

Feel words slip past my lips

A sudden fear, a hesitance in my throat

Pulled away by the sweetness of your lips

Alive, with you in that space between my arms

In that darkness

Watch paranoia go up, like dust

A quicksilver to join the stars above us

"I can't wait one more week"

Then don't darling, take what you want

Because everything I am is already yours

An innocence in our contact

That desire to be close to you