Written by Jacob Ibrag
We take turns cascading eyes over each
others bodies. Neither making a physical
play, cautiously investigating while further
investing towards the growing tension.
Wanting more than traded stares, I give in
and walk away from my safe space. Leaving
behind the familiar, I fracture your bubble
and stand before your presence. Our minds
whisper goodbye, handing over the keys to
our sleeping hearts. ‘May I join you?’ You
contemplate for a moment and nod yes.