sweet nothings

It could be as simple as polished words,
though I doubt it - I have seen your reaction
to them raw and at their best.
“I love you,” spoken in tears of pleading -
vulnerable is often underdressed.

And if you laughed then,
what room is there for softer things?
The slow pour of jasmine tea,
the pull of melted brie -
a job that is too good to rush, tentative and agonizing.



Poetry by aidan haskel The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-05-10 at 21:43

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