a summer night
he grabs my waist tight
we slow dance to frank sinatra
and jump around
to porter robinson after
i can’t dance
but it doesn’t matter
nothing matters
but the hands on my waist
and the smile on his face
he brings his fingers to trace
my jaw
and i adore him more
we dance until i hit the floor
i am sure
i was always meant to be yours
now my heart is racing
but i don’t mind
this is what love sounds like
it is nothing but kind
and easy to find
if you open your eyes
how loved you are
Nova, my shining star.
09:42am - 03/08/25.