Her laugh buoyed me to her heart
Until her teeth turned to stars
And I tumbled into the crease of her caverns
While the trees groan
Dining on the vision
Of two halves dissolving into one.

The roots of morning
Claw at our pillows
Legs jack-knifed into perfect disorder
Curving back unto themselves —
One into another
Until our breath is unison.

We are lovers wearing each other's scent -
The lamp of my heart burning for these moments
My fingers tracing the curl of her ear
Until the stillness of silence
Devours all whispers

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