Warm hum
The electric current
That passes
Between us

Every
Time
You
Touch
Me

Worn soles
You're closer
To the mother
In old shoes

I'm
Closer
To
Death
In
Your
Arms

I wish
I could steal
Those touches
Every day

Supine
In
The
Sunshine

I wish
I could feel
That warm humming
Until I drown

Every
Time
You
Touch
Me
I
Die

Is there a sun
We can hide from?
Are there even trees
In which we can hide?

How can I tell
I'm really alive
If things don't exist
Until I notice them?

But then...
Could there be a you
And what am I
When you aren't nearby?

I want you to exist always
Exist in my eyes,
In my ears,
In my hands

On my tongue
Where you once existed
But now...
You have no taste

Is there an ocean
If I can't hear it?
Is there a shore
If your feet aren't sinking in?

Do I even have a heart
That beats
If you aren't
Anywhere near me?

I
Guess
I
Feel
Bad
For
Flirting
With
Her
Boyfriend