Untitled #4

what do i know of sacrifice that isn’t

watching your hands move

from across the room

towards a body that isn’t mine?

the magic of you in motion is enough

to leave me still.

let me find you in the dark by the

humming of your bones, soul

electric and mouth wide.

i don’t know how to do your body justice

but i want to.

this can be love so hard

they can hear it in the streets. i want

you bone deep and shaking and

within reach so you can find me

new ways of tender each morning.

you leave me daydreaming of your

hand on my knee.

#college