the serenity of the settled dark water surrounds our burning bodies,
almost as if to cool our fever
a fever of the mind, a desire to be known
underneath the layers that hold us together,
day after day

the ripples are slow, as slow as our melting mouths
cool, wet lips against my burning neck
i can feel his chest beating
he is life, he holds sun and moon in his grasp
and all i want is a taste

here, we float in an endless night
surrounded by twinkling lights,
each spark a thought
a swirling, dizzying, dazed dream of him
and his eyes, milk and coffee

just like the coffee he will make,
on that satin June morning so distant now
i can almost smell the humid air,
i can hear each drop of rain on the patio

and i dance, the sweet sweet swirl of painted toes against soft wood
and i can almost see him, dancing beside me
coffee eyes + coffee breath