Highlighters

I hold a disdain but a debt to that distilled drink.

The loosener of tongues, the bringer of closeness.

Dissolving the barriers of acceptable behavior,

the walls I threw around my core have crumbled.

I'd never had that experience in quite that way.

dont judge me for it. I was broken.

I'd had it before, 2 or three strangers, I'll admit.

But with you it was better.

a blending of two happy worlds. i miss it.

Something stewed in anticipation,

fermented in the moment of precipice.

A mere step towards an ultimate finale but a step none the less.

Rum soaked movements, an inebriated magnetism,

a pull of carpe diem.

The contact was simple, the kisses were ripe with the present.

An easy interaction, there was no fear. I loved you in that short fraction of contiguity.

Congruous feelings and sentiment.
The surroundings fell below us in a cloud of forgotten dust.
I glimpsed a sliver of the world beneath your eyes. I'll admit I searched too hard before
I found a weakness in your composure that brought you to my level.

You made yourself real to me.

I love the broken and the lost.

The cracked and the forgotten.

You cracked beneath my fingers

and I basked in the light that shone through.

But I was glued to you, rooted with the fear of the ephemeral.

im sorry for my grasp on you .i was afraid it would die

I dreamt of you.

I slept walked trying to reach you, I had to help you.

I had to be with you.

The nights I don't regret at all are so precious and rare,

and this one shines brightly.

I can't forget it. I have an affinity for poets. A weakness, you could say. Their shining souls attract me like a moth to a flame. I wont be happy with anything less.