Call this ‘Pillow Talk,’ You Said

I want to feel big,

I told you

as I traced fingers

along your skin:


I tapped your right cheek


with you I feel big;


tapping the left,

I whispered, 

instead of so small.


You brought your lips

to mine

kissed me



I had yet to encounter,


in poetry.


I allowed myself

to look up:

to your kind eyes

that remind me

I am a writer

of moments

I deem big

(or quite small.)


And when we

are together

I learn

each day

has them all. 


but rarely, now

— if ever—

do I feel

I am

that small.


And I realize


is how I say

“I love you.”


(image by Marc Hanniet)


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