42 seconds
…sometimes I’m afraid that I’ll require too much from love-
too many reassurances-
far too many embraces-
a kiss to my lips between every other word would be sufficient-
but take your time, and make them slow-
as pain and disappointment has made me forget the way a safe one feels-
uncomfortably submerge me in you-
touch me like I’m water, and you’ll become my sea-
as i hold my breath,
all from the touch of you-
so keep me under-
please, please
keep me under-
just give me air for like 42 seconds-
then take me back…
and protect me from my worries -
in this unknown, unmet, deeply craved, and anticipated version…
of you-
-come to me-
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