You picked up my *****, cracked,
******-up glasses from the concrete,
Wiped them off with your sweatshirt,
Balanced them between my eyes,
And everything became a little clearer.

Laying on my back under the covers
Staring at the popcorn in the ceiling
The sun is peeking through the blinds
The dust is swirling through the air

Feeling the thumping of the broken fan
Breathing in the stale afternoon
The air is rattling through the vents
The pup is snoring through her dreams

Is the ceiling spinning, or am I?
The sun lady says, “Patience.”

When your fingertips graze my skin under the covers,
I forget where my body begins.
Melting into you as the wick touches the
Wax of the vanilla candle in the corner.

Laying on your chest and
Listening to your heart beat
Like the ticking of a clock,
I can feel the time slipping
Through the vacancies
In between our fingers
Like sand in an hourglass

When a fragile thing is dropped,
It shatters and becomes a weapon.

Love, the entire universe is you
Your eyes are in the sun
Your heart is in the moon
Your soul is in the stars
There is no escape from you now
You are everything

Another lonely eternity has passed.

When I see you next, please
give me your warmth.
Start at my fingers, my toes.
Work your way inward.
Go to my shoulders, my calves.
Kiss me harder and take your time.
My *******, my thighs.
Find home and love me until
the sun crawls over the horizon;
when we realize that
the world never stopped spinning.
Life needs you back from
This small, momentary heaven.

Another lonely eternity has come.