With

Maybe a part of you is still lodged in my lungs
Because I can taste you when I breathe out

That I were inhaling you now
My eyes have been open for 5 hours too long

The ghost of your fingers on my hips my legs my hands my hair my face

Your face looks most beautiful one inch from mine
Eyes half crossed and lips sloped in giddy euphoria

Awake

The absence of feeling made no difference

Until you touched me and I felt it

Like a burning poker in my brain

On my lips my stomach my neck my legs my chest

You burned yourself into my body

Awakened me now I can't sleep

Cold in the white sea cold sheets pillows skin

Kept warm with the steam of your breath

Hazy air in the filtered light of sunrise

Chapped lips swollen red with blood

Exposed and intimate

Warm hands cold feet