every time I am with you
I feel the passing of time
like blood through my veins
every time you look away
I feel naked
every time you look into my eyes
I fall away into mine
every time I am inside you
I feel these little deaths
of when you wont be here
and then, there will be I
where the sea is torn from the sky
too high again
too far away
too near the stars to see the sky
too near the fire, too near the day
too near this
this gingering
life
and you thought
there could never be
and I thought
the longing is mine
and you thought
there could never be
someone else
inside you
every time I am with you
I feel the passing of our time
like blood through my veins
flowing away
inside
inside you