"You on my chest..."
You - on my chest, as if
We couldn’t get any nearer.
Interest and disbelief,
As if it’s myself in the mirror,
As if, detached from myself
And moving without permission,
I’m arching my back to delve
Into all that comes into vision,
As if, between us, the bend
Of space-time became distorted,
Our features began to blend
And decades became disordered,
Ecstasy mixed with grief –
How did I live without
You? You - on my chest, as if
I’m on your chest, sprawled out.