I grasped your cold hands
when I held them tightly they warmed up
but when I loosened my grip
They gently traced between the freckles on the back of my hand
your nails against my skin
then you grasped my hand back
you kissed me with only your hands
and although I held back
in company
in crisis
That was the moment
I wasn't scared of your warm kisses any longer
YOU ARE READING
for now
Poetrypoems for this time and to an incredibly beautiful girl. a reminder that people are mostly good. feelings are mostly good. life is good and life changes every day. Feelings protect you, and it's okay not to be okay.
