we have gotten to know each other.
you have seen more to me than you might have liked to, but i have seen more of you than i could have ever
dreamed of.
your body and it's crystals and it's galaxies,
not always like the ones that i saw in my dreams because in them i remember your eyelids closed for me,
but in this world my lips are not on them but rather in front blowing
eyelashes out while my mind wanders into bottomless voids of
you
you
you
you
and i thought my love poems did not mean anything.
but you make every single word worth it.
every syllable.