we were always and we were never.

you were more than I imagined and nothing at all
to write home about me now that i am real.
to the touch
my weightless arms & lightning message in a champagne bottle drunk
the universe she
takes her sweet time.


your cotton spun piano hands teeth and skeleton keys unlock me back to life
is not fair i’ve missed you i’ve overslept
i woke up at the shore of your hips and headboard
cuban missile orange blossom crisis
explosions
floating next to your Havana sky drifting across my chest.

the clouds as wet as the ocean on your neck.

quiet freckles whisper porcelain over your shoulders. they shhh so soft
the constellation of goosebumps from here to there. slowly

where am i have you gone wrong right
the ship the sinking planets. i am beside myself next to you
we are dancing bronze in the rain’s collapse
into
your bony limbs feel good against mine.

i am drowning in a sea of your facial expressions


i walk like a spider behind your knees.

and eyelids
hidden beneath your worst fear is what i have always known silently
the curtain breathes sheet music across our backs. she wooshes so soft and divides our muscles in two
half of me is you making fourths for the first time
i am not scared of life and death to hope to see you again

this is not the end the beginning
and the end of this pattern of slipping is spinning real.
to the touch

i am woozy

for you
for thousands of years or more
than forever but less than tonight

we were always and we were never the moon
the sun glitters mint through your collar bones the dying stars
in my mind everything catches fire
over your bow through your port there is warmth in my blood
stream a trace of film and forget
that i’m right that

you left but you stayed, won’t you be here
when i wake

09/13/2018

Author's Note: without you i am lost to be with you.

Posted on 09/13/2018
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