I wish to show you the sun you’ve introduced my bones
Your spectral class hums convective plasmoid origin
Conducting soft rays as symphonies through my form
Articulating blood cell’s lattice prismatic
Alighting from within each facet integral
Of kaleidoscopic ebullience

Hollowed echo of blue-tongued screen
Blushing grin behooving trance
Transcendental cusp of ponderings
Lingering in collaborative sweat-knit
And swollen dendritic emanations

Jazz echoes about the rondures of the cavern
The surface air pulses past cool, as my blood warms
I’m being led by a curious young man I’ve been writing
The bevy of picture-postcards enchanting my whims

I pad barefoot into a waterfall basin
Lit only by the muted tangerine rind of gas lamp,
shedding garment and silhouette to wet rock,
his breath amplifies across my form, as wet ink soaking into page
swimming in a restless descent, and forgotten edges

his fingers sprawl as ferns about my form in a glen,
tucking about my frame, and
dipping me comfortably further into the mud
he’s pressing my form into the pulp of the cave
scrawling ephemeral post-cards with my frame

I’ll drift into waters warmth,
pretend it is same heat as your hands
then, crank up the heat
and scald my flesh into the same burning regret

I’ve yet to know a simple “hello”
Each exhale coalesces into a vast universe potentially forming
Myself, and the other dissipate

Persevering as comet to your orbit
Your friction renderings shorn my form
Shedding shards of myself as I burn

I fold in on myself
Like the wadded origami designs I could never fold quite right
Layer upon intricate layer, receding
Into a crumpled relic sheathed in dust patina
Taking up space, a relic to my past

I surrender to your guiding hands
As you carefully unfold and gently press my form
Unfolding myself to you
The desire for new edges
Shapes us –
Convening at the crux
Our vertices press into transformations
And I fold into you, unfurling concurrently.