Thighs
Legs on top of your thighs
Head rests on your shoulder
I close my eyes to be
in the moment
“I love you”
Tickles my tounge
Yet I still keep my lips shut
Tell me about your book
Wish we were them instead
Push me off your thighs
Pray you don’t hear my sighs
Sit up and lock eyes
Please just hold me
more
time
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Your candid poem sounds deeply personal and presented beautifully in narrative-driven language. The voice is tender, rendering heart and heartache. Imagery is grounded in the present. Thank you for this impressive work. Be well
I love the pacing of this poem. To me, it feels like young love, scared of being anything more. Thank you for sharing!