For You, Only You — 🖤
This one lives under my breath.
Hope is the way your name thins to a whisper when you’re too close,
Like saying it any louder would break the moment.
It’s the pull in my chest when your eyes find mine and stay,
Like you’re asking without words if I’ll let you closer.
It’s believing that the space between us is meant to vanish,
Slowly, on purpose, with your permission.
Safe is how you read me without touching first,
How you notice the breath I hold, the way my fingers twitch toward you and stop.
You don’t rush the quiet parts.
You settle into them, thumb grazing where I’m most afraid to be wanted,
And make it feel like shelter instead of risk.
It’s letting you see me unguarded
not just skin, but the want underneath
And you don’t look away. You don’t make me shrink.
Love feels like candlelight skin with you,
Warm, unhurried, every inch counted.
Hope in the places your mouth hasn’t found yet,
Safety in the weight of you when you finally settle in.
It’s the sound you make when I’m close enough to feel your pulse match mine,
And the way you stay after, forehead to mine, like you’re not done.
And me, right in the middle,
Undone in the best way.
Open. Trembling.
Not afraid to be kept.
Completely, quietly yours.
©oriole_b