thoughts dripping away

like steady rain

leaving droplets to fall

slowly down car windows

i hadnt known

souls could intertwine this way

for the first time

pressureless

you’re the first to feel real

to feel comfortable

to feel okay

we lay together

skin to skin

hand in hand

heart to heart

i wait for the sinking feeling

wait for the nausea to set in

but for the first time

butterflies replace the urge to vomit

if your hand could reach inside my heart

what would you do with it?

i feel confident

that if i never let you touch my skin

see beyond the fabric

you’d run your fingers through my hair

and call me beautiful