Thursday, October 9, 2008

one month.

your fingers trace every inch of my body
as your skin is pressed hard against mine.
i'm breathing in every second while biting my tongue
to hold back the words that we both know
we aren't ready to say...

and as i stare into your eyes,
sometimes, i swear...
i see nothing.

1 comment:

. said...

this is perfect.

and thank you for the compliment :)