i lost myself in the recesses
of your ribcage and the dark pulses of
my blood (which flows safe and thick
in your veins) and each beat of
your heart (for mine has none without
the constant drum of yours)

i have no sight without your eyes
nor breath without your lungs (for sweet
is air when breathed for two) still
                                                         i fear not
for all thought lost in the shine of your eyes
(which rivals glow of moon and stars
and blazes brighter lighthouse calling home)

and safe will i forever be
if my hands yours
and your step my step
all lost, not lost
in the warmth of your heart
holding mine.