You cried when you met me at the restaurant because parking had been so hard. I held your slim fingers and kissed their nails across the table. You swam with me when the lake was cold and deep and you didn't want to. I wrapped you in a towel and fixed you tea, kept my arms around you until you stopped shivering. You read Don Quixote and I read my horoscope. Every blonde hair trapped on my pillow I saved. When I found lavender on my doorstep in the afternoon, I knew it was from you. Ivory soap is still the safest scent in the world to me.
am i human
am i human
No comments:
Post a Comment