all I want is to open my mouth
and tell you all the ways I want to kiss you
but the words taste so much sweeter
just before I let them out
so I will keep them beneath my tongue
until they sour, or until you cannot
bear to wait any longer
for the sound of my voice
and I have kissed you fifty times
below your collar bone, between
your eyebrows, in public places and private
all without moving an actual inch
toward your body
my eyelashes will dart in your direction
and give me away, and when I blush and avoid you
because my family is looking or because
you know me so well already
you should remember that I am kissing you
in my mind, and were I a stronger woman
I would tell you the truth
for once
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