what if?

he says

he is scared

he might get lost

 

lost and unable

to find me

 

i smile

 

tell him

not to worry

that i will come

 

save him; find him

if it happens

 

he kisses like

like he is untried

but his hands

 

his hands

tell a different story

 

i ask him

i ask him

 

he moves

he moves

but does not bend

 

i kiss him first

 

he kisses me

back more than

a hundred times

 

holds me

cuddles with me

 

when i go to get

my shoes

he wakes up

 

begs me, stay,

as i leave.

 

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