Your morning is so bright
that my heart wants to speak out.
This loneliness is so
I cannot write
for the loneliness is killing me.
Kiss my breasts with yours
so I can breathe.
Where is the life
that I am looking for?
When I think, Why is it that
my thoughts are between your legs?
… your lips taste so salty.
Let us bleed into each other,
so we can stop feeling the absence
of our togetherness –
– deep inside our bones.
So we do not have
a morning that is not shared.
