Emily Winters          

“Thee and Me”

I can feel your sudden inhale

Sharp intake of breath

The gooseflesh that ripples from beneath my

Fingertips – the epicenter of all the madness.

I can feel as your stomach draws away

(come back) Surprised confused enthralled

So this is touch

Light footsteps outside the door on the

Windowpane across my spine

Through my veins more simply

More.

Perpetual ache an emptiness that feels when

I stand in the midst of this vacant page

Insatiable. But then you touch me and

The pain fades

And I lose myself and I lose sight of, track of

My life everything I’m “supposed” to want

To need. You were never intended

To fit the spaces your curves meet my

Absences crevices are deep and yearning to

Be full to feel completion

For once

For once in my life.

They say the best things in life were

Never planned. Who is to say that somewhere,

There wasn’t a plan a blueprint for all the

Hearts a list to check (check twice) to see

Who will always be alone or if you

And I

Were simply meant to be?

                                           (do you believe in fate

                          dear Brutus)

I only believe in constellations when

Your lips smother me cover me with so much

Goodness that I feel as if I will crack

Chip and fall down beneath the weight

Of a galaxy suspended around us,

Moving moving and I feel as if we’ll

Simply blow away like the sands of time

Beneath the ecstasy of

Thee and me.