Please
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Don't look at me with that sparkle in your eye, dancing with words unsaid and fueling desire.
Don't hold my hands when no one is looking, idle fingers tracing my skin and putting a little spring in my step.
Don't reveal how much you know, uncovering my secrets and surprising with your uncanny ability to read the mind I no longer recognize as mine.
Don't stay up for me just to pull me into your embrace, your blanket fortress.
Because if and when you do, I fall easily, and when that happens I fall harder than I'd like.
