I Think...

You wrapped yourself around me
                                     (“I’ll protect you”)
     And I thought
                  [Swore]
           My heart would implode
…In the best sense…

Warm fingertips against my flesh
(brand new pleasant burning)
        And I gasp (just a little) … [or a lot]

Then
Your lips touch mine
For the very first time
             And everything stops
                   *
                   *
                   *
Only that damn sound won’t stop its
           Repetition
           Repetition
           Repetition
(But maybe that’s why time ceased?)
[Or maybe I just want this to last forever]
This first taste,
New taste,
Perfect taste,
Your taste.
That brings pain
              (those vampiric butterflies again)
Of my favourite kind.