the serenity of the settled dark water surrounds our burning bodies, almost as if to cool our fever a fever of the mind, a desire to be known underneath the layers that hold us together, day after day
the ripples are slow, as slow as our melting mouths cool, wet lips against my burning neck i can feel his chest beating he is life, he holds sun and moon in his grasp and all i want is a taste
here, we float in an endless night surrounded by twinkling lights, each spark a thought a swirling, dizzying, dazed dream of him and his eyes, milk and coffee
just like the coffee he will make, on that satin June morning so distant now i can almost smell the humid air, i can hear each drop of rain on the patio
and i dance, the sweet sweet swirl of painted toes against soft wood and i can almost see him, dancing beside me coffee eyes + coffee breath