Inspire Me

(Originally posted to Tumblr on Nov 5, 2014)

“If I asked you to write me a poem, would you?”

“No.” I smile.

“Why not?”

He tucks an errant curl behind my ear.

I shift onto my knees and the mattress groans.

“Because it doesn’t work like that.”

He smirks. “Do you ever write poems about me?”

I shrug.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means whatever you think it means.”

“Why so vague?” He laughs.

“Because.”

I straddle his hips.

“Because what?”

“Because, if I say ‘Yes,’ then you’re always going to wonder if something I’ve written is about you. And if I say ‘No,’ you’ll be disappointed no matter what I write.” I trace his jaw with my finger.

“You might be right.”

“Better to remain mysterious.” I wink.

He shakes his head. “You’re ridiculous.”

“I’m just looking out for your fragile male ego.”

He grasps my wrist and pulls me flush against his chest. “It is quite fragile.”

“I know.” I kiss the tip of his nose.

He wraps his palm around the back of my neck and holds me there, our lips almost touching. “I just want to mean something to you.”

“Of course you mean something to me.”

“No, I know. But—” He swallows. “I want to inspire you.”

I taste his lips. “Go on, then. Inspire me.”

13 thoughts on “Inspire Me

    1. I wrote this one a while back, so probably not, but who can predict when inspiration will strike!? 😉 And thank you, my dear. You and your gorgeous prose are a consistent source of inspiration for me, as well. ❤

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