Sunlight,
hazy through the curtains,
bridges the gap between our worlds
and our realities gently collide for a moment,
as we lay together,
only being.

I’m not sure who you are,
or where it is you go to inside your mind,
but i’d follow you there if i could,
and sit at the back,
quietly,
wondering why
even your light
is so heavy.

We are tangled here,
you and i,
inside this Wednesday morning,
and although i have no words to give you,
i would stay here by your side,
indefinitely,
as long as your body is against mine
and your fingers are on my neck,
softly setting me on fire
in the most pleasant
of ways.