to ease into how i melt
by the ways of water
i release into
the motion of rapids i lean toward
i twine myself in my mind
wrapping edges of branches
like kelp in sand
i work for you
between the moons we chase at night
i repeat to bend
the name of you at my end
i let it sit
until it slips from what it was
and i taste to love
licking the edges of the envelope
poetry against stone
something held
before it falls apart
i take you in desire
of the fire burning in my hands
the touch
a madness i don’t name
but keep
and i take you
as you come
not as i want
but close enough to stay
there’s something in it
i don’t follow
something that moves
before i understand
i have felt this before
at night
but not where it stays
like this
it lingers somewhere
between breath
and the space after
and i want
i don’t finish it
i hold you
in the way things leave
right here
as it shifts
as it almost becomes
and still
i stay
as if it might evolve