_________________ Space
Between the time my flesh tastes our sheets and the time I drift into sleep is space; full, and in-finite.
I'm afraid I'll get lost on the journey one night.

_________________ Space
I stretch one last time elongating myself; even though I know that between every two atoms in my body is space; full, and in-finite.
I'm afraid my atoms will break free from one another one night.

_________________ Space
I yawn, and I hear it echo a sound wave going long and past the horizon making space for another yawn; full, and in-finite.
I'm afraid the wavelength will find its way to your end of the bed one night.

I'm afraid that if it does there will be, between us, no_________________