starstruck sweethearts

stuck on you like moth wings on bathroom walls when I take a
long
hot
shower.

hour after hour I’m sweet on you like sweat on you
bet on you,
wet on you,
stuck to you like hot glue–
ah! it burns a bit,
it twists me up and turns a bit

when you unravel me,
travel me back to when your name sounded sweeter,
metre by metre I trace your trip
with my fingertips
from here to the stars;
from this planet to Mars,
streaked with starlight,
streetlights brighten those eyes like wildfire,
the cosmos caked in your hair,
gasping for air,
but, my god, you are dazzling–

like a kiss

What if I just kissed you?
Threw caution to the wind like mist,
you took my breath away like being underwater does.
London peppers my shoulders like glitter
My rib cage gets bigger just to breathe more of you in,
and I’m dizzy from the way you smell in the moonlight.

Did I say too much when I stuck you to the roof of my mouth with chewing gum?
Giving the game away,
my eyes bigger than my stomach
and a heart somewhere in between
I stare at the shape your silhouette cut out of the night.

Oceans pool in the gaps between my fingers
As I swim to you;
take your face between my seaweed palms
and we could make waves out of one another.