#kids use this site

you know because you think about your hands in her hair and the red of her laughter and how her smile leans to the left. you think about how she would collapse under you, gentle, your hands around her wrist. you think about the summer’s promise and the arch of her neck; the soft space of her stomach, the curve of her rib. how you could trace her jawline for hours and never be sated.

to take and to shiver beneath. to desire like a hemlock; full of sunlight and need.