It felt like a dream,
But it is more real.
Because I still remember the shape of your jaw,
And that heavy herbal smell.
To me, this sounds funny,
Because that smell used to remind me of danger,
Now it reminds me of you.
The herbal smell,
Came to me.
The warmth like the edge of the fire,
You gave me.
With that strength,
Held me tight.
I want to be close to you,
Talk to you,
Look at you,
Right now I want to scream out loud that gold,
That pain of sour tear,
That gentle breath of whisper,
That phrase filled with sparkle pink bubbles,
That heart dripping with blood,
That heavy wish.
The pain is from old rushes of sweet,
From the tangling,
From the shivering of your heart melted into mine.
From the uncertainty you gave me,
From the seconds and seconds of waiting.
When you couldn't fall asleep,
Did you look at me,
Kiss my cheeks and seal my name in your mind?
Like how I did?
I am afraid you never did.
You let that feeling wonders,
You let my name in your mind escape.
So I threw you my last pitch,
"Will you keep holding my hand?"
When the winter is over,
Can I see you again?