When I ****** deeply,
patient,
I wish to be enveloped
in your flesh,
to become your breath
and to be exhaled
sharp
from your chest,
refreshed and burning
.
With each entry turning
over into dust,
wet and mixed
thick
into yearning galactic pools,
coaxing each and every fleck
of spinning particulate
to the center
.

When I enter
make space for me
and you to be opened
in transparency
by the sunlight
like
morning glories,
watching in rapture
the sun rise over
the event horizon
.