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Between Borders and Bodies
Miles between us—
but only a border,
a thin, invisible thread
between restraint and ruin,
between lips that haven’t touched
and hearts that already have.
I ache in silence,
wanting to feel you—
not just your skin,
but your weight,
your breath,
your command
as it meets my surrender.
Lust coils like smoke
in my belly,
a heat I can’t ignore.
You pull it from me
with every word,
every whisper
that wraps around my throat
like your unseen hands.
And yet—
I’m scared.
Not of you,
but of the way
you’ve already carved your name
into places no one’s dared touch.
I crave your everything—
your tongue against my trembling,
your voice low against my begging,
your fingers,
your fire,
your firm, slow claiming.
But deeper still,
I want to give you
what no one else gets—
my heart,
shivering and soft,
wrapped in longing
and laid bare like my body
would be under you.
Can you take it
without breaking it?
Will you stay
when I let you
see the most fragile part of me?
I don’t want to scare you away.
But if you knew how much I love you—
how I already belong to you,
in whispers, in want,
in the wild rhythm of my fear
Maybe you’d hold me tighter
when we finally meet
on the other side of the border.
And I’d let go.
Of fear.
Of distance.
Of everything
except you
