We marvel at the stars.
I’ve stared at you all night,
But I can’t stop now.
The stars,
Then back to your face
The stars,
Then back to your face.
I’m restrained.
It’s not patience.
To have a taste would be dangerous.
I’m amazed
That you’re here in my bed.
If intentions could undress,
You’d be naked.
My hands free and attracted
like magnets would caress.
Its late. I feel elated.
I fade. I feel awaken.
I savor every gaze I can take in.
You’re not what I’m used to.
You could set me ablaze
and I’d say,
thank you.
.kng