(symbiont)


i never told you,
dear

last night
we shared the most
passionate kiss
of my life

“loose-lipped, salivating
fucking wonderful
i tell you”

my head in your lap
between your
legs but
not below
your heart

sleep tugging at our eyelids
light of the television
softly faded to black,
and we were left alone

to be lovers again

i never meant much of what i said,
you should know that
if anyone,
i broke my own heart
long before i
broke yours

what a strange dream we were living,
when
gravity started to push me upward
aiming for your pursed lips

“what is this” you asked

what i am to you and what you are to me

i didn’t say that,
implied it maybe,
but you know how i always
think of better things
to say after the fact

still, in retrospect

it’s hard to explain
why my opinions
changed
from the night before to the morning after

maybe i should stop asking questions
and start answering yours

you would appreciate that

there was only one person in our world,
us,

with each half
maladjusted
to the mortal wounds
of the other.

i told you once before
i never wanted to be your surgeon

so last night i thought that
the time was perfect

just to learn how to cross-stitch.




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