poems by yours truly

wlw poems 4

4. Almond and Honey

Her skin matched that of an almond's shell, but shone in the light of the sun, reflecting off the salty water on her skin.

I first saw her that day at the beach, as I scanned the sand for good spot. The fluffy sand brushed between my toes, a gentle sea breeze lapping at my skin as I walked over, laying down the baby blue towel some ten, fifteen feet from you.

You opened your eyes,  a light amber honey in the sun.

You didn't say anything, but you studied me, before closing your eyes again, a smile sneaking onto your lips. That's when I fell for you.

I escaped to the sea, tearing myself from you as if that would make it less real. I can't fall for a girl, that's not possible. 

I went back to my blanket after a bit in the sea, and glanced at your brown and tan checkered bikini, eyes landing sinfully upon your skin, just for a second.

 It was just jealousy, right? I didn't realize your honey eyes were open until I had lain on my towel, ready for a tan. Your curly brown hair hand specks of sand in it. I closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes, looking for you, but you were gone. I felt a pang in my chest, but I pushed it away. I didn't know you.

I glanced at the sand where you had been though, and noticed something. You had drawn a phone number in the sand, with a smiley face, facing me. 

I felt butterflies in my stomach as I saved the number in my phone as "Almond and Honey" 

I could have a new friend!

I texted you that night, hiding under my covers as my parents slept in the room below. 

"Hey, you left your number in the sand :)"

Typing..

"Oh hey! Girl with the indigo swimsuit, right?"

I stared at my screen, it was actually meant for me!? I felt my heart flutter, and texted back with an affirmative.

We met at the beach again the next week, and I invited you over to my house. Your smile was a sinful heaven to behold.

I was lucky to have christian parents who didn't care I had an atheist friend, and we hung out at my house more often, giggling as we laid on the lawn, exchanging stories and blowing short breaths on eachother's lashes and noses.

I found myself drawn to you, a way I'd only felt to a boy years ago.

It wasn't right though, I told myself, for church had proclaimed it a great evil.

I told myself you were only a friend, as I kissed your scars and you kissed mine.

We fed eachother nibbles of food and giggled, telling eachother how the way we ate was adorable, ignoring the flutters and calling it friendship.

I brought honey and almonds to the backyard when it neared autum., You looked on quizzically I dipped an almond in the color of your eyes, and flicked my tongue around it, licking it off  and eating the almond, all while keeping eye contact with your honey eyes.