even with our thighs pressed together
it feels like you're on another world
the purple under your eyes proof
that gravity takes it toll on ethereal beings

i can feel words rising in my throat
but i don't know how to string them together
to let you know that you are everything

you are the sun and the ocean
the moon that keeps everything in the balance
the sun and the stars
every crumpled-paper poem
and the ink blots on the pages

the one who everyone is talking about
when they let the word love carelessly fall out of their mouths
the girl in every love stained poem

you are the church and the deity
and I'm on my knees
praying to you