Within our 400 mile distance
There's a point where our distinct
Gravities will overlap,
Where our eyelids will refuse to
close until they can face each other
In rest.

All my laughs, every goodnight
And goodbye only increase
Your mass.
I feel your weight tug
On my brain stem stronger
Each day. You loop
My string around your finger
Once at night, once in morning.

Each twist draws me closer
To your jaw,
Wrapped in your arms
Under sheets of snow.