"If you stay we can
figure out how long it takes.
The way you kiss me around
the wrists. Tap messages on my back. Don’t say
a word. Write to me only in French. Turn
the thermostat down to sixty and pad
to the kitchen in socks, wrapped up
in blankets like secrets. Boil a pot of water. Two
cups will do. Come back with tea. Steam will
fog between us as we wait under quilts."
figure out how long it takes.
The way you kiss me around
the wrists. Tap messages on my back. Don’t say
a word. Write to me only in French. Turn
the thermostat down to sixty and pad
to the kitchen in socks, wrapped up
in blankets like secrets. Boil a pot of water. Two
cups will do. Come back with tea. Steam will
fog between us as we wait under quilts."
"Words never mean what we want them to mean."
Jonathan Safran Foer (via noclocks)
(via parisindreams)
