19 September 2024

The Childishness We've Outgrown

To have us feel 
Each other's breath, 
You inhale a chunk of air 
To exhale it steadily on  
My belly.

You ask me to do 
The same. I think you're 
Crazy but I do it anyway..

The warmth creeps under 
Our skin..it tickles.
It's a bit of an innocent kink,
Makes us foolishly 
Giggle.

When did this fragrance 
In us lost its way?
We love, like dark strokes
In shades of grey 
These days..

The lost revolt of colors 
In the dark..
Two drooped flowers,
Not even excited about 
The morning sunshine.

You say 'I love you '
From the other end..
And I don't instinctively 
Conjure my wit to 
Flirtfuly say..'and lust..?'