Poem first draft of longer piece (about this confusing hot guy I know at school)

hem lifted to reveal tan skin beating harsh smell sweet to touch laugh light like honeysuckle teeth smile lips full loose shorts tightening air soft with lust/Finally, I understood the whispers girls would trail behind the rise of your jeans/I remember a night at 2am you held me, I was shaking and cold and you held me, smoke bled from our lips and you held me, I only shivered more and you held me Your arms were hot and thick and tight when you held me.