Shyanne-Kai

i told you what time it was but my words were no discouragement to you—so you moved back and out of my field of view for a timeless, blissful eternal instant. afterward, reappeared, glowing. i can't explain why your smile then was even more beautiful than before when above it was, like the dot on top of an i, the red tip of your nose. maybe it was just pleasure or maybe that red mark had painted a picture, clearer than ever, of how with you, all the shame drilled into my bones evaporates. makes me whole.