She signed my eyes with ink
A paraph sailing on saline silk
Sweet sweating alliterations
I the thief
She the mainour
A craving to be concealed
On a shallop we sailed
We being heart-beating explorers
Into the art of
Within and throughout
A swell of longing lungs
This dance of us
In the blue bottomless witness
Fire’s caress
Fingertips flourish on feverish
Hidden skin surrenders its yesterday
Bending rhythm
Out of time
My paperless language flows into
Her meaningless paintings consume me
The yare of our breath
This song of our collapse