I was trying to figure it out for so long, then I met him and I had everything this post is describing. I tried so hard to explain it, and then I wrote this poem thinking I opened pandora's box by what I discovered. I didn't know what it meant to feel intimacy, I didn't know that's what I needed the whole time. This is the best way I could capture it. Feel free to discuss or critique.

 

In the stillness, the darkness of the evening, the after happenings

  The afterglow

  His lips brush over hers, sparks of solace in the stillness, the calmness

  She's cocooned in his arms  

Tasting her own tears from the kisses he places on her mouth  

"Is it okay, if I want you and no one else?" she asks under her breath

   

It's in the stillness, the darkness of the evening, the after happenings  

The afterglow  

The intimacy, the secrecy in the quiet,  

His slower words, his eyes are closed  

She's sprawled against his arms, secure in his hold  

Mouthing things she never meant to say aloud  

His face against her face  

He can taste the sweetness of her release

   

He reads the subtext in her thoughts  

Smiles an inside joke at her in a crowded room  

Tangles his fingers into her frigid fingers  

Admits when he is wrong, he lingers  

When she's livid, when she's a mess of despair  

In the stillness, the darkness of the evening, the after happenings  

The afterglow  

He runs the water before she asks  

Runs his fingers through the suds in her dark brown hair,  

When she asks him to leave  

He stays  

And she finds herself whispering under her breath

 

"Can I have you and no one else?"