Don't Speak

Yesterday I missed you. The moon was a perfect circle, the occasional cloud passed it by and the sky was star studded. There was a fresh breeze in the air that swayed the coconut tree. The rustle of its leaves, much like the rustle of your shirt, brought a smile to my face. I imagined what a lovely memory it would've been if you were there. Just thinking that has made it a lovely memory, actually.

My arms are pooled around your neck tugging you to come kiss me. Your fingers are running through my hair pulling my head away. You said you'd be here tonight just like you said you'd love me someday. How is it that you can pull and push me at the same time? When did you learn to play with my heart? I'm pulsating through your blood but you don't want to breathe me. My smile is in your mouth and yet you refuse to taste me!

Only you can mock me when you say that you love me.