The spaces that lie in between sex,
Heavy like the ghost between us
Haunting the skin of deliquesced nights,
And the noon of thought.
We awaken in serried falls,
The veil of dusk melting in between my thighs,
And the sin of your tapered thoughts,
Hastening the arrival of starry white lies,
And night’s black spell of seclusion.
Bring your husked limbs toward me,
And seep into my bones under the shadows.
Turn off the lights in me
In the dead of night
And the noon of thought.
An eclipsed silence leaks in between sex,
Unexchanged like the words between us.