a love poem to the girls I've wanted to kiss

There’s something so soft about girls

Even the girls with thick eyebrows burrowed in a serious stare,

or jawlines cut like a knife,

when they sleep it’s hard not to want to kiss away the sleep from their eyes,

to run a hand across their cheek or brush the stray strands of hair from their face.

When they laugh it can be like the sun kissed your skin and it warms you from head to toe.

There’s something so soft about girls

I gravitate toward you like a magnetic pull,

there’s something so magnetizing about the way you move through the world.

It’s like girls are storms you can’t look away from, so strong and devastating

And my hand will almost always welcome theirs, when they reach over so generously, whether it is to comfort or to guide, whatever it is, two palms kissing is the most innocent of forms.

I’d like to lie in this garden with you in complete solitude,

let’s talk about the how the sky kisses the sea,

tell me about your dreams and my lips will quiver

I’d like to stay where time stands still

but only as long as you’re here too.

And I am just a girl who is soft for you, I melt for you like fresh honey dripping from a honeycomb

I am soft for you.