Celina Bagchi '24
in the shadows, i dream of
honeysuckle sweet kisses and afire
love, where you worship me like i am
the strings on your guitar and the
song of the heart you wear on your sleeve
in the darkness, i long for
whispered caresses and smudged mascara
lashes that blink over my eyes, full of
stories i share only with you and
your breath like a promise on my neck
in the morning, i awaken to
wondering if the stars aligned—
what if? what if i told you
you are my favorite idea, and
you will never know it
i might hold all the cards but i
fold as soon as you come around and i
want to be yours when our tattoos fade and we
can’t dance like we do now, when
your fingers shake too much to
hold me this way because
one lifetime is all i need, because
one lifetime is enough.
i wish i could
bottle up the way you make me feel and
keep it with me always—i have
so much to say and none of the right words; i can’t
change your mind, and i think
i met you in my dream, but
you were far sweeter in my arms,
and i’ve never believed in god, but i
found god in the way you smiled against my lips—
and there is nothing quite like
the feeling that i would