this need for you never feels time ticking away,
it’s never been eclipsed by our silence
or measured by whatever dangerous precipice
that our joining may push us to.
You’ve rendered me speechless in the dark,
a jolting impact and rush that fuses,
I wish that such heat could mold you to me,
make me the steady wick trapped
while melting wax cools,
shapes itself into perfection.
You’ve shown me what true fire can do
once sparked and set free to torch
whatever its unstable nature
wishes to completely devour.
I’ve shown you the aftermath, too,
in that motionless patch of time
there’s an aching beauty to it all,
a plane of raw nerves and glistening bodies
too exhausted to do anything but curl
into the spent shape of one another.
You breathe, oblivious to my eyes still roaming,
still memorizing what time may take from me,
your every beautiful curve stripped bare,
I felt entirely naked before that.
You’ve rendered me speechless in the dark
where there are few words to fuse us
beyond whatever illicit precipice that tonight
may end up pushing us closer to.
I wish such an intense joining
could just mold you to me,
make myself every trail you glide along,
lock and melt so tightly around,
the shape would be perfection.
You’ve shown me what secrets can do
once shared and written into another
like folded notes torched with a kiss.
I’ve shown you the aftermath, too,
in that quiet patch of hours
there’s an aching beauty to it all,
flashing wisps of your hair grazing me,
our names echoing in the still air
as our sleepy shapes curl into one another.
Oblivious to the storms near our hearts,
I felt entirely naked long before that.
