And in this dark, I can't find the shine in your eyes. But you tug at my lips. Prying them open enough for you to taste those words on my tongue. I taste a few on your tongue too. //caption// Stop. -Sanjana Kumar This is a closet stacked up with all possible words we could have exchanged had it not been for the fear. Ripping through us. Tearing away the thin layer of unrest and impatience. Snatching away the moment. So, you breathe heavy. On my chest. And in this dark, I can't find the shine in your eyes. But you tug at my lips. Prying them open enough for you to taste those words on my tongue. I taste a few on your tongue too.
