We have always been touch and go, leaning
close, lips almost touching, hands and fingers
interlaced yet pulled away, dark eyes seeming
to understand that there is more than just smiles.
We flinch and fiddle, dance around the defining
of the relationship, instead we play
Star Wars and cuddle tight, refining
what we know, cater to each other's needs.
It is a coy night filled with video games,
helping each other with quests of the heart,
battling the Sith lords that are not so lame,
but our limbs never touch, we’re always apart.
But when the monsters are dead, your eyes smile
and as we kiss, it all becomes worthwhile.
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