*Sweetness*

September 2023

i was spinning free
neon darts overhead, the smell of yogurt
sweat sows in reverse, it pools at my wrists and ankles
you and i, speckled pillars yearning to be closer
even after a negligent glance
string from your tether unwinds
curtains cleave rapidly, the promise of love
lips quiver in shadow, a faint breeze shushes my feverish face
rhythm and relapse, motley twins urging us into the new world
sinking into sweet uncertainty