light splatters like a Pollack on
your shoulders
the curvatures distorting squares into
oblong smiles
I want to soak up these moon rays
spread over your neck
lips lapping up
organic chemistry, bred from
nightmare dreamscapes
of over happy monologues
in the darkness we
grasp at straws
fingertips over collarbone mistakes
tendons straining under moving necks
I am an object in your path
sharing your space
filling you like molten lava
volcanic heart spilling over
into this lunar moment
we are fond, found in arms
wrapped like gifts on no particular day
in each other
skin to skin and breath to lung
I see you
splattered with beauty
in life painted spot on your back
and I want you
to know me
