What I’d Whisper in Your Ear if You Were Sitting Between Us

Written for you, D. For the next time you read this alone.

I’d lean in so close you could feel my breath against your neck.
My hand on your knee. His hand on the other.
I’d tell you, “Don’t move away from him.”
I’d tell you, “Feel what you’re doing to him.”
I’d tell you, “Let him touch you… you’ll still go home with me.”
I’d whisper until I felt you start to tremble — knowing it’s not from fear, but from being caught between us.