deluge

between dusk and dawn

i have succumbed to your grassy breath
your blasphemous fingers, all ten
your tangles of rotted hair
the rebellion writhing below your skin

to salve your mind and pacify your forlorn thoughts
you delve into humid air
summer nights clinging to your body
you become familiar to the town under the moon's stare

furtive glances you cast
at the mottled asphalt you've befriended
do not worry, for they dare not tell
of your wanderings prior to the sun ascending

your blissful lips have emerged
from the garden of eden, on soil you choked
perpetually inhaling and exhaling
both my love and affection, and your smoke

your heart is far from the glacier they described
(much, much colder)
immune to radiance and warmth,
i nonetheless rest my head on your shoulder

please drag my flesh behind you
next time you visit the sea
i wonder why you admire the waves so much
when you are all they desire to be

i like your new tattoo below your shoulder blade
can you give it to me?