Platonic kiss, in my dream. I've never seen you shine so bright. Your hands, chaste, keep a distance from my face. I watched it happen, thinking of big trees and minestrone, as I hugged you close. I can't shake the feeling that I would love your scent around me.
I like that we can be in the moon together yet never touch. I like the way veiled comments can be tossed around and we can share loving words, while never admitting to our feelings. I like it because it's rare, because it's true.