Such a lovely poem.
and drop that phone.
Lets not text each other
anymore. Lets not whatsapp.
Or Facebook.Touch me. I mean,
just touch me. I don’t mean
caressing or arousing.
I want to mess your hair and
stroke your face. I want to run my
fingers onto that beautiful jaw line.
And feel your Adam’s apple with
Lets turn off the city lights and
let the dark be really dark, not
half-dark. Lets just dissolve into
each other. Not doing it, yet
connecting. At a different level.
And i don’t mean no foreplay. Just
Lets do all of that, if that’s
how we connect.