Drenched, weighed down by you
I ask to fly and find that
I'm milk and honey. Slick and stuck with sweat, I'm in shambles,
shifty, stuttering, shutter-eyed.
Forming fractured pictures beneath burning retinas, I stare up.
Spaced out like fake planets, farther than Pluto and past gone stars,
supernova. Lightning struck, I shudder,
gulp and gasp for breath, lose it. Loose and lovely, I lie without you,
lonely and close to death. You come back to me,
up and deeper, humid air is dank, dark,
defining. I sink slowly to find that I'm flying,
milk and honey dripping from my shoulders, shins, skin all over
you weigh me down.