sleep warmth flooded
      heat of lips
              i step
between nails

we are waiting
for the day
carpet will be laid
at our feet

for now,
    bare on bare,
gingerly, wrapped
blanket on skin

harsh light hits
shoulder blades
through glass
     a bitter cup
cradled in cupped palms
           i lift
cradled in the corner
        in the hollow time after
you have left
           i feel


body temperature cools
light loses edge
patches pink on palms
           i spread
butter on bread

last night's snow melts
the cusp of spring

last night i felt your heart
beat through your chest
   like the sea
   in a shell

 breadcrumb dappled
 buttered lips
            i cast off
tilt back head

and             float

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