When we are laying in bed
and we’ve adjusted to the dark,
enough so that I can see the moon reflecting in your eyes
and nothing more,
that is when I feel closest to you.
I am most honest in that moment.
I open up my heart to you
when you cannot see my face turning red,
my lips trembling,
my teeth starting to chatter.
And I like that you know what to do,
even if you do not know what to say.
Or more often,
if you know what I want to hear but will not say it.
You care enough to keep lies out of this moment.
I can appreciate that.
Still, you know what to do.
We pretend for a little while.
We make believe this could be real.
When you pull me close
and search for my lips in the dark,
when you are hungry for my kiss,
I finally feel something like love.