Your breath is raw and poignant
against my moon pale skin.
It cuts through me as if I
were made of fabric.
In your arms I am remade
countless times into someone
much more beautiful than I am.
I feel you in everything,
in the miles of uninhabited space
that is my primitive heart.
The compression of our bodies
giving way beneath the stars
presses out the darkness.
So long as you are here
I am occupied in every
conceivable sense.
Beneath your fingertips
my body is a symphony
and all that you are
floods through me like the ocean,
stormy blue and unprecedented.
When I reached for your hand
I didn’t know that you would
swallow me whole.