We were in the shower together.
I don't remember how we got there,
but I remember gravitating towards you, water was dripping down your chest.
I see your breasts, ah finally!
Such sexualized objects.
Over-objectified body parts.
To take them to my mouth would be objectifying you...
It would be objectifying my love for you as well.
I held your hips and ignored my urges
Underneath your collarbones,
right in the middle of your chest,
I kissed you softly
I kiss you once.
I kiss you twice.
And I closed my eyes and held you close.
Held you tight.