5/2

I want to listen to your silences
to bury myself in your pages
to hole myself up in your heart
to carry your daydreams in my pocket
to be the lilt in your laughter
to sprinkle your skin like the dew in spring
to pulse in your veins
to roll off your lips in a warm breath
to tremble under your fingertips
to tear open the crevices and
drag my nails through the embers left over

I
just
want