Dawn breaks behind
my shuttered eyelids.
Face to face
in the dark
I have only
a sense of fire.
The widow’s light
blooming red and orange
beneath a veil of skin.
–
Will you love me
when my eyes are open,
when the bedroom
is only a room
four-corned and vacant?
–
Your lips bare down,
my mouth cracks open
with a sleepy grin.
I love the way
you say I love you
with your eyes liquid-soft
and your breath
inside of my mouth
like a kiss.
–
Sometimes my desire for you
exceeds my capacity for tenderness.
I want to ravage you,
to pull you to pieces
with my tongue and teeth.
–
I am five liters of blood
wrapped in velvet.
If I could
I would fold myself
around your body
and let you possess me
soul and all.
–
If we stretched
our skin and bones out
like a bridge
we still wouldn’t be touching.
Which is to say I miss you.
Which is to say there is
too much space between us.
–
It’s been a long time since I have written a poem!