Our bodies
Our bodies,
Tangled together like saplings after a storm...
Give me the chance to learn these new limbs
And climb them til their skinny, knotted fingers merge with the sky above our heads.
Forced to throw my head backwards to view the union, they are
Naturally disorienting in their magnificence.
The lines of your face slack and soften into slender curves
As you're sleeping.
And I slip and drip and drain slowly into
Your heavy-lidded and -lashed dreamer eyes.
(I'll stay in them til the morning
When you wake and shy them away --
Open, and so unshielded in your vulnerability.)
Tangled together like saplings after a storm...
Give me the chance to learn these new limbs
And climb them til their skinny, knotted fingers merge with the sky above our heads.
Forced to throw my head backwards to view the union, they are
Naturally disorienting in their magnificence.
The lines of your face slack and soften into slender curves
As you're sleeping.
And I slip and drip and drain slowly into
Your heavy-lidded and -lashed dreamer eyes.
(I'll stay in them til the morning
When you wake and shy them away --
Open, and so unshielded in your vulnerability.)