breaking on ashes
of your bed in the eve of our night
the shadows pull at sheets
underneath me
and i wake to feel in tune with you
like your edges at my knees
hairs twined with wind of you and i
as it’s 2003 and we’re being in me
and i ask to touch
for permission to have
your might against me
jazzing to a beat
where we slow dance atop each others feet
a polar bear on fine lines
lies of my night
with tones and hollow hello’s
i always said you’d leave
yet here i am
wading from a sea
and we’re both at ease
being
leaving
screaming
without
what we needed to breathe
without air and without each other