He teased my love of the stars
and played with my passion for the moon
We witnessed time together
and interpreted it the same

I would lay my head on his shoulder while tangled up in grace
as he mirrored my sentiments and I devoured his ideas
Over time this severed the seams I had sewn along the fault lines of my injured heart

He had power over my pulse
He had dominion over my breath
My chest would rise and fall because he willed it to
And would halt if he wished it so

I delighted in his warmth
His breath tilted my soul
Every time it tickled my neck
I lived the sonnets of Shakespeare

I realized he could make me disappear so abruptly
by the way he would ready the sails of my mind to carry me away
He was always waiting patiently for my return
without judgment
with a grin and open arms