A Kiss in the Dark
You kissed me in the dark–no stars, no streetlight–just the press of bodies hiding from the honest violence of the day,
Shadows curled around us like greedy hands, slipping between bare skin and sweat, as if they knew something we never could say.
Your mouth on mine was a secret, a transaction carved in trembling breath, desperate to make the night stand still,
But I tasted the fear behind your teeth, the way longing turns to panic just as you begin to feel.
I felt your pulse racing under your tongue, each beat screaming with the knowledge that nothing real survives the sun,
That this kind of love is an avalanche–unstoppable, beautiful, terrifying, and doomed before it’s begun.
The dark made us honest, stripped us of lies we could wear in daylight–here, every sigh is confession, every shiver a tell,
We love as if we’re falling apart, knowing that we are, and fucking pretending not to dwell
On how fragile the ground beneath us has become, how every moan and gasp is a negotiation with gravity.
Your touch is electric but skittish, like you want to hold me and run at the same time,
As if you think loving too hard will turn my bones to glass and yours to dust,
And maybe you’re right–maybe every embrace is a gamble, every orgasm a trust
We aren’t sure we can keep,
So we shake and kiss and tremble in the night,
Knowing the morning brings nothing but retreat.
We touch as if breaking–slow, uncertain–your fingers tracing stories you’re afraid to read,
Your arms around me are equal parts fortress and prison,
Love here is fragile, balancing on the fault line between hope and suspicion,
Every kiss an aftershock, every breath a prelude to confession.
The sheets smell like old sex and new fear, the sweat of lovers who want too much,
The silence between us as loud as any scream–
Your eyes, black in the dark, admit everything your mouth refuses.
I want to believe we can outlast the shadows,
But I know we are made of them–
This is love built on wounds, on secrets, on everything we can’t admit when the lights are on.
I hold you close, trying to memorize the exact taste of your regret,
Trying to write a story on your skin that won’t wash off in the morning,
But you’re always slipping through, always one step away,
A night I can never keep.
We’re running from the future, but we’re running from the past too,
Chased by mistakes, by the promise of pain, by the certainty that what we have is temporary–
A break in the weather, not a change of season.
We are lovers at the end of the world,
Making out in the ruins, pretending this is enough.
We are terrified to lose what little we have,
But more terrified still that if we reach too far,
We’ll lose everything–including ourselves.
So we fuck in the dark, and we kiss like thieves,
And every time you say my name, I wonder if it’s a goodbye.
A kiss in the dark,
Where love and fear wrap together,
We’re always dancing on the edge,
Afraid of what we’ll find.
I love you through the terror,
But I can’t shake the cost–
This love built on shadows
Was forever lost.