Just Us
I have no time to think anymore
or realize
all of the things
that I can't be any longer.
I'm listing
on this even keel
against you
and I feel you break inside of me.
Your bent
frame deeper
scratching at my inner curve.
-I love you-
you whisper
as though those words
would make it anymore true.
Love
is only a word
after all
and I feel very little when you say it to me.
It is this,
you in this moment
so close to me
that I feel your meaning.
My hands
are on the naked muscles of your back
as they flex and curl toward the ceiling as you edge ever closer.
I have no time
for the world outside these walls now
and I don't want to spread my time out evenly
saving only a scrap of myself for you
and this moment
where I am no longer I
and you no longer you.
We are us
only us
inside this moment.
I want to give everything to you
every breath I breath escaping into your skin
every word I write
coming from your hands guiding me.
I want to pull myself in a thousand direction
and cover you
with the length of this feeling.
I want to fill your heart
like wine from Dionysus own hand
freeze framing time
and memory
to become just this
-just this-
just us.