Intertwined

The scramble

To your hand

Left me blushing.

But you couldn’t tell.

I still can’t believe

Your smile

Could be even more lovely

In the dark.

Your scrunched up nose,

Your glowing eyes,

Your nervous giggling,

I never knew.

Your thumb shifts

And sends me shivers.

I can’t think of a thing

In all the world

But your skin.

Whose fingers were
Whose?

It is unimportant.

Now we coexist.

2011