they say gravity
is the force of
attraction
exerted by a
celestial body
upon objects near
it's surface

but you
are nowhere near
my skin, and i feel
miles turn molecular
when your words
move through
me, like electronic
particles teasing me

i want to whisper
lullabies to the
backs of your
knees
(tell me what
that means)

you say you
want to be in
arms length
of my clumsy
ways
to watch my
mouth when i speak
memorise the shapes
it makes

i say arms length
may still be
too far
i want palms
pressed together
i want to hear
the beat
of your
murmuring
heart

if you
drink wine
from a cracked bottle
you get your poison
and battle scars
at once

and if that's what
it would take
to kiss you
dear girl
consider it
done