and i slip into a haze of green smoke hiding lit
lips and heavy tongues. move you
with my blues ‘til you’re mouth

to my neck. i find you in the movements
of your wrists, know you
by your body— there is magic

in the way we lie, in the lilt
of your voice’s gasp. play my ribs
like a melody, swallow me in brown

iris, in your chest’s press and pull. let me be
the moon to your tides, let us
drown in flesh and sweat.