Break this down Particle by particle Compare the matter To the grand scheme And blow it awayTo wherever dust twirls In a snowglobe of memoriesLike how my mouth brushed Your rough cheek, Or the satin of your lips, My fingers running through That crop of soft hair And over your...

I wonder if she notices, In certain times when darkness softens And the hard edges of silence Turn our whispers crystalline When she curls my body Into the silk parenthesis of her arms Laying tiny rivers of breath on my...