To get a Tetanus shot or not,

To eat that next cookie or not,

To give a fuck or not,

To watch one more video or not,

To make an effort or not,

To force yourself or not,

To try to be funny or not,

To trust or not.

 

I want to know how you’d touch me,

I want to know you’d feel me,

I want to know how your breath would feel on my face, when you’re caught between two worlds, waiting to make a move, almost done fighting the urge

I want to know how your hands would feel me, as you’d brush your lips against mine, a fiery tension and a Godly gratification embracing each other

I want to feel the life surging through your veins, as you’d take me with your all-indulging desire

I want to feel your flesh tingling, as my hands make their way through you, igniting centres, previously unfathomable

I want to feel your ever-slight tremble, as I let myself touch you, the mere grazing of skin enough to make breathing just not so easy

I want to hear your fading moan echo in my ears, as we let ourselves into uncharted terrains, all the suppressed unquiet unfurling

I want to know if you want me the way I want you.

The flawless night sky,

Stretching into the horizon

The cool breeze,

Carrying with it stories untold

90’s Rahman playing in the background,

Setting the perfect mood

Half-finished glasses of Johnnie Walker, a beautiful gold,

Glistening in the moonlight

Perched at a safe elevation, two silhouettes,

Legs dangling in the air

An easy bonding, breezy conversations,

Countless tales unfold

A tear or two, the pain that wasn’t deserved,

Excruciating at times, bearable at others,

Empathy rejoiced

A reassuring smile broke through, another grateful one followed,

Chests were cleared,

One shoulder, two heads.

Moments re-enacted, feelings revisited

Passions talked about, musings mused

Warmth prevailed

The night wore on, our youths shone bright

Our never-ending dreams, our unrelenting souls

It was just us,

Only you,

And I.