I often wonder
if the butterflies in between my groins
are your desires reaching me telepathically

I often wonder
if the your touch is for my body
or heart in my chest

I often wonder
if love is the fabric softner for dusty clothes
and the fancy coffee you brought me

I often wonder
if you bite me where you like my body the most
or where you smell my sweat

I often wonder
if your patience is what lets me stay
if that sense of safety will last more than another day

I often wonder
if I can say I love you or my actions are enough
to show you that my groins and chest are aligned