it's time for you to take me home (a love remembered)

[phoenix_moth]

it was a year ago, almost. exactly eleven months to this day.

you were so far away from me, but I could hear every word you said;
we were in the same room, and I was in disbelief,  taking in every breath you let out in symbiotic processes long documented among the archives of scholars; if i had moved a little closer i might have tasted your sweat, it might have dripped into my pores that i might have absorbed your essence forever
(but that is obsession and this is not obsession)

i remember the darkness around us.
i remember the lights.
i remember that you swayed and you curved and you wound like Arizona had overtaken your motor neurons, and i- I was completely still,
silent,
observing you,
absorbing you.

everyone else was exploding on the spot, black stars on their last legs: vortexes, waiting to suck out the last of your syllables and stretch it forever to play and replay for their own audiences, but i
i held you still inside me, humming inside me,

and to this day the vibrations wash me still