Daniel Fitzgerald

099

Daniel Fitzgerald

099

When you touch me in your way
The way you know how
And won’t share with the world
Locked down and enchanted
Cemented in certainty
Smell of your hair
Breeze drying your lips on my ear
Whispering all the things you’d do
To me it’s something more
A secret kept softly
Fiercely
Not because it’ll be ruined
By public or air
But because selfishly
I want to own you for myself