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 riddledÂ
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.