Under the Disco

Jesse wears a blue mask, but I don’t care what their face looks like. I already know it’s beautiful, their bright eyes tell me that much, more

not that I can remember, blue or brown, what mattered more was the way those eyes spoke, so a minute later we were dancing

we must have swung a dozen times and it was soft and steady blue as I knew it would be, & I felt perfectly at ease with Jesse

everyone here is quite beautiful, and Jesse makes them more so, because the way they act makes people feel easy

& I had no fear holding Jesse’s gaze, cause one second was enough to know they’d never hurt me