our break would be ending soon, and we were on the roof, drinking and enjoying the last few autumn nights.
"what do you do?" you asked me.
and it threw me off-guard.
you know me more than i know myself.
"i sing and rap -"
"not what you do for a living. what do you do for yourself, that makes the storm inside you subside?"
i told you i write music.
"show me," you said, asking for my unfinished songs.
with a smirk -
maybe it was the rum -
i take the tips of my fingers and draw them over your sharp jawline.
you shudder, lean into my touch, but i keep you away.
"feel the music," i whisper.
i graze my fingertip down your collarbones,
forearms,
wrists.
i see goosebumps raise on your skin,
your jaw clenches,
and your eyes bore into mine.
then i draw back.
and you let out a breathy laugh.
"so, that's what you do. you command attention."
YOU ARE READING
"together"
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