The constellations

fall around us like a net.

Bodies entwined

I stand on tiptoe

pressing out the light

that stretches between us.


I want to feel you

sinking beneath my horizon,

to feel you so deep

that my margins swell

at their outermost reaches.


Every inhale drawn

from your lungs crashes over me

like a wave.

Bruised and hypoxic

I unravel in your arms,

my nerves stretched for miles

and taunt with vibrato.


My heart is riddled 

with cavities like a coral.

You rise up in me

tumescent and benevolent.

You rise up and fill me,

every hollow, every footstep,

every pause tenanted

by your tremulous pulse.

A little late, allergies have left me in a haze.