When I am near you I become a glimmering
chimera of mirrors tempered of shell and sand.
A cascading Niagara plunging into deep pools of desire
where I am so afraid to fall.
Powerless to hold back I immerse in the irides of your eyes
speechless as tongueless birds.
The pull of tides entangles you in the shimmering
mirage of my eyes.
You and I are more than
the wispy smoke of clouds or an epoch of bones
but the breathingair of lovers rushing through veins
as gentle or fierce as the press of your thigh on mine.