Lean into me and whisper the words I wish to hear
Your gentle voice draping over me.
Like a blanket on a cold autumn day
Tell me you love me like it was your very first time.
And not like it was a regular Saturday afternoon.
Kiss me, like it was our very last time.
Has if the gods would pull me from your grasp.
Pull me close, closer than the water is to the sand.
Let me know, that I’m still the one.
Look at me, like you did our very first night
Show me I’m still the stars in your eyes.
And if for a single second,
You cannot do what I have asked.
Let me go.