for you

Toque macaque munching on a banana outdoors in Ella, Sri Lanka.

for you.

for you, i’ll save the last piece of momo

dip you in achaar, wrap you in spices so it balances the sweet honey in your skin

i don’t like being lewd but this heat’ll give your fiery eyes some competition 

for you, i’d do it for you.

for you, i’ll peel the fruits

unwrap the skin out of these fruits like you unfold your layers to me

each layer so crisp, each crunch echoes my ears like your sweet melodies tingling my eardrums.

for you, i’ll leave the door open

feel free to come by, reside, hypnotize me anytime

with your gentle touches, your brown eyes in the sunlight

the brown coffee stains on your white tshirt drunk calls as i immerse myself in you.

for you, i’ll double text

fill your inbox with tiktoks that remind me of your hair strands

everything seems to remind me of you, just a reminder 

two, three reminders to make sure you absorb my words into your heart.

for you, i’ll stop the timer

i’ll sit beside the bridge, waiting to see your skin shine through the golden hour

the fruits look pale when you have so many colors i have yet to explore

my chameleon, i’ll always be fascinated by your colors, won’t you let me see the true ones? 

like a honeybee to nectar,

like a moth to a flame,

even if it ends me, even if it starts chaos

i’ll untangle the threads, sew a shirt out of it and make sure you sleep alongside my warm embrace.

your lips still taste like fruits.

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