My Name/Your Name

cover my eyes so i can see you better 

my night shadow, cloaked in delicious mystery, 

your hand, forbidden fruit, holding mine 

under the waning light of a summer's day. 

i wish 

to drown with you, legs tangled in riverbank-muck 

and water weeds, and yet breathe 

deeper than i ever have. 

to exist within hours lit 

by the boyish effervescence that still clings to you 

like the day's last hours of warmth, by your voice 

when it speaks languages i'm beginning to understand. 

when it calls my name. 

your name. 

i wish to run my hands through your hair 

and feel your heart 

as it patters against my cheek, insistent, and whisper 

nobody knows. 

nobody will ever understand 

such wonder 

as us, something fleeting and yet eternal, 

hidden within birdsong and sobs. 

shall i find no other? 

 

inspired by "mystery of love" by sufjan stevens

star

NH

15 years old

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