i love you

i wanted to tell you

that night we spent in your dads pick up

with the stars above us and dew drops below

i traced the words along the skin between your wrist and elbow

hoping you couldn’t read brail

earlier that morning

we had sat and soaked in the sun underneath the delicate green leaves of the woods

you brought berries and a blanket and i brought cherries

you told me your favorite song and taught me the words and then we both cried

it reminded you of your mom

she left a while back

you still missed her after six years

she never gave a reason why

i didn’t know what to do so i grabbed your hand and pressed my lips against your knuckles

and kissed away the tears on your cheek

they were salty

but your lips were sweet

they tasted like raspberries

you told me the skin on my neck tasted like strawberries

and you left marks like cherries

we got back in your dads pick up and drove till the sun began to slip

then we parked in a field of tall grass and watched it all fade to black