Brink
You are so close to me now that I breathe you in,
stumble over you,
tangle in your moods.
Verge
I pass time clenched in the frustration of long hours,
the enormity of an empty, rainy afternoon,
how slow these minutes trudge.
Delta
I drown in you,
heavy with my expectation
and your need.
Brink
From the corner of my eye I see you
knees bent,
leaning over empty space I long for in my sleep
The breath leaves my body,
leaps after you into the void.
Verge
I watch you sleep,
eyelids twitching like cricket wings,
and years pass in the time it takes to smooth your hair.
Delta
Your grip on my ankles slips away
and I surface, gasping
just in time to catch sight of you
backlit and floating towards the sea.
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