I take the tips of my fingers,
Place them inside his forearm and graze them down his wrist.
Goose bumps rise to the surface.
I see his mouth clench,
Muscles tighten,
His eyes pour into mine,
As though im the reason for making them blink.
I break the gaze just as he inches towards me.
I step back, so do you.
We both command attention.
You might not have been my first love,
But you were the love,
That made all the other loves irrelevant.
How do you turn a forrest fire like me,
so soft,
I turn into running water?
Your name is the strongest positive and negative,
In every language.
It either,
lights me up,
Or
Leaves me aching for days.
It's your voice that undresses me.
My name sounds better when you say it.
