i felt my pulse rise to your hand like the
tide to the moon.
breathing, a tiny bed, an indiscriminate hour in the
the feeling of melding, bonding, like some invisible web was
being spun from me to you,
you to me.
pinpoint the exact moment i changed you, nudged my way into your heart and settled like a
cat in the sun, decide if you'd ever
go back and do it differently-
warm towels from the dryer, the skin on your hip sweet with sweat-
i thought to myself that there are worse things to be than