i know no bounds.

hands pressed

are hard pressed

to find time to feel

they’re too busy pressing

against soft sheets to feel

whats going through my heart

(heart)

right now.

it’s only when you press your heart against my

(heart)

that i realize that everything’s alright

for this night

to be right

just keep my flame alight

flicker flicker

bodies burning bright

melting down like wax

til they press together

and seal together

confusion before collusion

two minds thinking of one thing

link…link…connect

drive home with rosy cheeks and weak coughs

illness coming from the well and good

one begats two,

then two become one.

stars entertwine.