I want to feel big,
I told you
as I traced my fingers
along your skin.
My thumb caught your chin
as my eyes
slipped down
to your lips.
I stroked your left cheek
with a knuckle
and whispered:
you make me feel big
instead of
so
small.
You brought your mouth
to mine,
kissed me with
a punctuation
I hadn’t yet
encountered
and told me,
take up all
the space
you need.
The Day Between 