After midnight
Feelings slip through the banter, like a whisper
Silent confessions under a velvet sky
A gaze lingers, for a moment too long
Alkaline chemistry that smolders
You took a course on my expressions
And I’ve memorized your tone.
I already know you’ll pull back,
only to text your regrets
Your own worst enemy, and now mine
Tangled, in your arms; in your web
Brittany Mazzatto
Brittany Mazzatto is a dreamer at heart, with the career of a stoic and the soul of a poet. A hopeless romantic with the perpetual challenge of being Type-A.