We touch, I fall— unless your tongue ties me down.
The closer you are, the more I am.
When you hold me, I cease to exist.
Your lips move, and I feel you speak.
That’s when I open my eyes, looking for…
You.
Your eyes wide, endless from both sides— all the faces you take on for a while. Days and nights within your reach, they all slip through my death grips.
Threads running down like streams along your body. Lost myself, taken by the wind.
We ended up standing sideways, I think— letting you know that I love you.
Hold my hand. You, the one in love with light, you calling my name into the night. Waste my time.
Mouthing, "I want you”. To need — like vessels need the heat of blood. To drink from your lips, to breathe through your skin.
Grasp my throat with your teeth, and hear my heart writhe in pleasure.