i imagine us,
your nameless face and mine too,
like mannequins staring at the face of god.
would i know how to speak to you?
touch you?
hold you?
in my dream, you unravel me like a piece of string,
and pull me taut between your fingers.
in my dream, you scribble out my face and i scribble out yours.
we have no need for them.
we see each other just fine without them.
you say love so easily, it feels like water in my mouth,
and i suddenly remember how to thirst.
suddenly i remember that i am a forest fire,
begging for rain.
in my dream, in my dream,
i am dancing in your room the way i danced
alone barefoot outside in summer months
and you are the silent sky the watches me,
envelopes me,
consumes me.
all from afar,
i feel you burning through me.
