Brighter.
I feel as if a thousand lightbulbs
have been melted, and poured into your skin,
so that when you laugh
you glow.
It isn’t as if I haven’t said so before-
but I’ll say it again.
You are in my veins.
Close to the skin, within me.
and I really feel you, you burn
hotter than wax d
ri
ppi
ng
down my throat.
You enclose me in your arms and I feel safe,
like little children in a treehouse-
we play together.
How beautiful you are at night, in the shadows
of the moon behind my window.
