he looks like he might just know the best way to love a woman
in his eyes, i can see.
i can see.
we both ache from possibilties and are leaning towards the ones that benefit us better
thoughts that no longer shift like doubt, like distrust, like jealousy
envious of each other for loving one another
having the stones to say so
i am not afraid of the dark
i am afraid of being blinded before i can finally see your light
put it on.
show me before the summer sun distracts me and dims my sparkle
i'll play mortar to your pestle.
grind with me