our foreheads match
and onto you I am latched.
our thoughts glowing silently,
the world murmuring loudly.

whenever you close your eyes,
lean into me and sigh,
the complete charge of your existence
runs through mine and says:

i'm glad you're here,
and though everything is a mess,
you are the only thing clear.
for me, my love, you are the best.


*both souls don't have a word to say
and all they want is to run away