—I WANNA BE HOPEFUL

happy for 

    you / me

point your

camera

in the

direction of

love

over here

yeah where we

stood / laid / swayed

right now

i’m willing / pulling

back the sheets

fluffing your pillow

poem-ready

shaky hands

still for once

broken-off

peppermint

pressed between

my lips

waiting for yours

nothing underneath

nothing on top

and you’ll be

happy to know

my breath tastes

precisely like basil

mixed with some

kind of heaven

my extremities

are even warm  

everything is just

so goddamn

right tonight

maybe simmering

a bit actually

pretty steamy

actually

so let’s slow it

down okay

hit the

balcony first

catch some

starshine or

butterscotch moonshine

on our

glistening chins

i’ll lick it

off yours 

while you carve

your breath

across my skin

and as luna nods off

i’ll take your hand

hold it tight but

also tender

like precious crystal

never letting go

whispering it’s you

it’s you

it’s always been

you