May 27th

One day, I'll keep you until 6:45 a.m.

One day, your night will be sleepless.

One day, we'll empty the battery of the string lights.

One day, we'll talk until we don't make sense.

One day, my hands will massage your entire body.

On this day, we'll play as if it wasn't a game.

As if everything was and had always been true.

As if you were still free to choose me.

As if you chose me, this time, for real.

We'll play the massage parlor, cards and riddles.

We'll throw the dice which decide the fate of our secret souls.

Do you like to keep me near you because you want me?

Do you want me in a way that only exists for us? Which can't be explained but which we have accepted?

Do you like to feel me near you? Without any game or stake? Just for the pleasure of knowing that we're close? That we're still there? That we didn't run away?

I'll knock the limits down.

I'll drug the honey so that you forget them, so that you forget everything, so that I can make the most of you one last time.

I don't want to lose you. I still want you. I'll bring the honey to your lips. I'll get a taste of it, of you.

When I feel you under my fingers, I don't want you. But when you disappear, as you often do, I'm torn apart!

I only think about you, so much that I can't say it, that I mustn't say it. I can't desire you that much, that strongly anymore.

**

I leave everything on, just for you.

My senses.

My ringtone.

My flame of hope.

In case you'd come.

We never know.

**

Three seconds. That's all you give me to get ready.

That's how it works, how it must happen so that it works between us.

So that it exists just enough to feel the moment before forgetting it.

Just enough to live it.

To think it was a dream.

To wake up and not remember anything.

To let the following day erase the night.

Erase your presence.

Unpredicted.

Unreal.

To erase everything about it, even though it is beautiful.

And it works, you're on your way!

I made you come.

I called you.

You heard me.

You answered me.

My senses found you.

Yours recognized me.

We don't need any words.

We never needed them.

You should understand me, understand everything about me by now…