this string you've tied around my finger
ties me to you, as if i ever needed to
have anything more attach me to you
we are cradled by the grass, i am cradled
by your arms, by your energy

the stars emerge for us
and only us, they celebrate, out more
in the last three months than ever before
and when they are cozy in their deep ebony haze of velvet smog
we are nestled in your bed, i am nestled
in your arms, against you, with you

look -
did you even notice there's no moon?

when a foreign ocean wave steals my ragged ring of string
it's only jealous