nutrient filled with ecstasy, dances.
there's a fluid presence -
not a concrete anything, a definition of stable -
minus in me.
i take,
from the galaxies
every neon light, store it
in the back of my irises,
for when the night hits -
i raise my pupils' curtain and the
backdrop to love begins.
pirouette on a stage with,
will you be the one i call
friend?
in a minute, such a haze -
we're intoxicated with a pulse
behind
heartbeats.
bewildered my lips
while the sweetest music plays
along my goosebumps.
weightless, i invite myself
into
and feast on bodies reminiscent
of sorbet.