For all the times
we’ve spent on yearning
each other’s bodies;
tracing lifelines on each other’s skin —
to kissing all the specks of stars on our tongues.
I would’ve waited an eternity
for a far-flung reality
than end the flickers of wonder that is you.
Taking you all in.
The beauty.
The absurdity.
The other side of fear.
Oftentimes disheartening.
And knowing that nothing is ever promised.
Waging wars on myself
To let go of the hope burning inside me.
Running towards trepidation.
Gasping for air,
of time running out.