my heart is full of sunsets
and the sound of your name.
it beats like a drum pulsing steadily
upon our bone throne.
my bones amplify the frequency
and house our spirits’ timbre
which transduces across my abdomen
as my lungs rise.
with each breath,
a vacuum is reclaimed.
your mind is full of ponderous wonder
like the craters on the moon, you sink
deep into thought shadows,
your feet and shoes disappearing
as you try to weight yourself down to
my eyes are confidants;
as I listen to the stories of lonely
ghosts, I watch their energy quiver.