How to love your feelings (Part 2-Jan 2021)

His fingertips, like icicles on my skin,

tracing my face with the delicacy of simple emotion.

Like glass he’s afraid to shatter, he hesistates on my cheek,

padding my freckles with his calluses.

He draws lines across my bumps and bruises with a tender cautiousness,

his eyes following my blush, brushing my lips with his nervous gaze

before dodging my stare.

His scan meets mine with wonderment,

like it’s the first time he’s ever really seen me.

His endearing eyes follow a single finger as he lightly runs it over a tangled curl,

fixating on its springing motion.

My fascination falls to his mouth with the same curious thoughts.

‘Will he do it?’ I think, willing my fortune on him.

I’m impatient.

He leans towards me with stilled breath and I freeze.

He touches another one of my loose curls, making it leap into my line of vision.

I let out a sigh of anxiety. We’re so close, I can feel the electric shocks.

If only he would...

shut me up.