by Georgina Jeronymides-Norie 

so, I guess we’ll just pretend that you don’t plead:
make me yours, please, make me yours
when you lock my thighs around your hips
that you don’t bite your lip harder when I hold your gaze
that your fingers don’t glide along my back
longing for an invitation to stay

so, I guess we’ll just pretend that we don’t want anything more
that intermittent heart and fire emojis are enough

or, more sensibly, I will believe all that has and hasn’t been said
accept that I have created meaning where there is none, let us just be bodies.

I’ll lay your plea, panting upon pillow, next to my unspoken, starved of breath:
baby, if I make you mine, will you stay?

Georgina Jeronymides-Norie

Georgina is a poet, facilitator and singer-songwriter with individual poems published online and in-print, including with InkSweat&Tears, Heroica, Dear Damsels and Forward Poetry. She has performed in prestigious venues across the UK with various collectives and has an MSc in Creative Writing for Therapeutic Purposes. FB: @georginanoriepoetry

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