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.