Something new under the sun
I take you to the edge with me, but I know you’ve been going on your own anyway. There’s not many of us who can never get rid of the need to dive down into the depths, who are always searching for a way back in once we’re dry and above ground. I know we both know the craving, the same pull to be submerged and floating in a bottomless ocean of more.
The only way to reach it is to hold a hand when the clocks take time and turn it liminal. So to bask in it, to drink it all in, is to turn to you and ask unspoken questions with open souled eyes until the sun comes up. And we’ve probably drunk too much but the panic in me to give up the night and the panic in you to lose seconds of any day means neither of us can think about resting our heads.
You squeeze me lemons and layer me in love and I choke on the way my heart sighs out in finally. Because you’re someone who will run to the end of the earth with me, even when everyone says it’s too dangerous. You’re one of the rarities that will step, toes off the edge, looking at the beauty that each others body holds within.
In the fragile light I tease you to ease some of the weight, the morning sun turning your eyes a forest green and your heart inside out. Truth and honesty falling in melodies from you like bird song.
There are too many metaphors to layer you in and before me, you lay out all these parts of me I hadn’t noticed.
