I want to go to a restaurant with you.
Sit across the table from you,
tap my leg on the chair that you helped me in
and sneak a footsie with every sip of champagne.
I want to let you decide what my mouth must taste of later in the night,
I want you to remember the cherry on my teeth,
and I want to smell the smoke in the hollows of your breath.
Ask me to pass the salt to you and I’ll slide
my fingers strategically beside your shivering fingers
just to feel your nervousness.
I want to wink slowly with each bite of creme
and see your mouth pause for a little bit as you look at me.
Stop me while I speak
with the tangyness in your lips
and I’ll wash it over with the chocolate you gifted me earlier in the evening.
Take me to a restaurant baby.
Today was the best Friday I’ve had in a while. I’m now in the third semester of Law School and I haven’t been more busy in my whole life. My routine suddenly screams of the most cliched nerd life - exams, research papers, presentations, zillion hours in the library, college nerdy clubs, law school mags and I’M DONE! I’ve been cribbing about how I would like one day to catch up to myself. It’s been exhausting honest to blog.
Anyways, Today was good. Woke up after snoring for about 10 hours. So that’s 11 am. At 11:30 I end up with two beers in my hand and my laptop blaring Dylan because I’ve missed him so much. I turned on the fairy lights in my room and sat in a lowly dim lit room, with a beer and the music warmed the cold that I’ve been drowning myself in. Distance has been the genre of my life for the last three months. I like the winter and the cold and snuggling up to yourself and no one else. Today was so warm and I can’t describe the feeling.
The best thing about winter is when you wake up to a warm day in the cold months and you’ve never loved your skin more.