each extension carries
the weight
of a world, almost existed,
upon it.
drag your fingertips across my skin;
i feel them all.
as your thumb grazes across my lips.
1. our eyes have never met.
our words have never been shared.
our lives have never been tied.
my heart aches,
but i am naive;
i do not know any better.
i have no choice but to exist
without you.
as your index skates across the back of my hand.
2. we have exchanged sentences,
though they have not meant much.
cordiality is the name of our
pathetic, lifeless game.
we are cold and indifferent,
and we have accepted it.
as your middle glides up my arm.
3. the beginning is the same.
we both take a risk,
and we both think this worth the pain.
i am pressed against the side of my car,
the hood of my coat hovering over my eyes,
but you do not move closer.
your lips never seek mine.
you sigh quietly to yourself
as you cave into your fear,
ending our night and
what could have been.
as your ring dances down my back.
4. the most important three words
are aching to be mumbled from the
inner most depths of my insides.
i stumble and falter over them
and eventually admit defeat,
resigning to never let them pass
through my lips.
as your pinky brushes the hair from my eyes.
5. you have found someone else.
she is beautiful with
a laugh that can make the very
mountains tremble with joy.
the glow of endless summers lies
within her eyes,
turning everything to gold
with a mere glance.
she is everything
that you
deserve.
your tactile digits
have existed for
years before
they have explored me,
before
they have known me.
endless possibility
dwells
within each and every
tread that makes you unique.
but abandon these
earths and let your
adored appendages
take sanctuary upon
my chest.
please,
come closer.
these worlds melt away
with the warmth of our skin
until we are left
with nothing
but
you,
nothing
but
me,
nothing
but
us.
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