well, I spied a life with my eye—

no, let's be poetic: I saw your
hands touch like birds
then linger, then interlock
then stay and I
physically felt every fiber of my immaculate being clench and I made sure my eyes were properly blank and focused forward and I held my breath and
passed
you

and

curled

my shoulders
around a comb of
bone ivory.

The original format was more energetic/experimental as far as spacing.