We’re melting and
Not just from the gaze of each other
Although it is a factor
And the pavement is so warm
People are joking about frying eggs
And my body is so humid, worn
We drag two chairs outside
And sit in the street
For the tiniest breeze
A speaker
Borrowed after sweet-talking my brother
A playlist of our songs
Of course, no matter how much I shuffle
It keeps picking all of yours
But I cannot blame it
I would keep picking you too
The space in your lap is now
My designated footstool
This is not why I keep picking you
But it is a factor
My phone’s battery is a brave warrior
For seventeen percent lasted three hours
We blast juice, loud
And sing, no excuse
You may be in the middle of the street
But my darling, you must still serenade me
When the sky
Covers herself with a
Blanket of stars
I play my favourite
Love song
And you hold out your hands
I take the chance
To get up and dance
And all I can feel
Is your fingertips on my back
And your eyelashes against my nose
And your smile as people walk past
With a stare that clearly says
Why are you doing that?
It only makes it better
And I cannot help but laugh
And all I can see
When I pull my head back
Is you
Ignited
In the warmth of this
Special, summer night
Medicine for a heart that has been
Very much in fright
For quite some time
We are melting and
It is not just from the heat
Although it is a contributing factor
But I fear more for the warmth
That comes from your palms
Against my waist
What an intimate way
To spend the end of the day
I would not have it changed
You, my darling
I want you to stay.
14/08/26 - 11:22pm - my bed.