Gia Raquel

You looked at him straight on-

You had never seen him so close to your own face

Daring,

It was completely daring of you to press yourself against him like that

And you knew you shouldn’t have

You knew it

You know it

But his eyes

God, they were soft

So fucking deceiving in all their quiet ways

With brows furrowed,

His eyes screamed with such vigor and passion

You had forgotten the very meaning of morals and their place beside the pond

When he held you,

It scared you

Who had hurt him so much,

So much where he feared you would disappear if he loosened his balled fists around your sweatshirt

I will not leave you

Not now

As you lie beneath the thick trees with me

We may ignore the sirens and cries

For I touch your scarred knuckles

And close my eyes

Feeling pressed flower petals

Hearing soft rain escape your reddened lips

The quiet is welcome here

Please

Just hold me

Hold me and remind me how the butterflies land on the oblivious

Remind me of the intimacy I’ve forced away

How lonely,

How lovely