Gia Raquel

Light up my skin with your fingers.

Drag them lightly,

Like butterfly wings beating steadily.

Continuously reassuring me of your being.

With your hands,

Let me feel the creases of your palm.

The gentle thrum of your pulse.

Educate the goose bumps that trail my arms.

With your knuckles,

Use them gently,

Only for brushing my cheek,

And tickling my thighs.

With your mouth,

Wrap me in words and seal it with a kiss.

Smile your way through my darkness,

Find my weakness and bury me with it.

Light up my skin with your eyes.

May they come stormy or bright,

Just don’t hide the light, no matter how dim.