I can't believe it's so easy
for my body to feel this way.
For words you say out loud
to make such a resounding affect
on my heart rate, breathing,
sight, smell, perception,
how my legs feel on the floor,
how many seconds pass in a minute,
but it is.
I fell asleep on a long train journey and dreamt of the sun and a beach and you and I didn't cry or laugh but I smiled. I wanted to touch you more than I was, physically, but mentally too. I wanted my hands to reach places they couldn't; simultaneously on your legs and waist and face and chest but also deep inside you – both ways, to make me hard to forget.
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