Ive been looking for something to haunt me
Ive been looking to know, clinically, if I could feel
It wasn’t gifts or cards or hugs or kisses… but mmmmmmm.. warm lips
But pause, something else did it.
Being pinned down every inch of me there
Held, loved nothing else mattered
And so intimate, that moment that look ,your face inches from mine
Holding you, playing with your hair to distract and place a wee bit of distance
And deeply into your eyes
And furtive feelings of being alive
It was so raw the place too small, the corner so far, the act so far removed from anyone’s imagination
The dorm too cramped, small, dim
Just having you there
Would haunt me forever.