I Don't Suppose There Is Room Service

back on the bed
I feel like a roxy ruby

in my velvet movie

not sick
not partial

a tumble of the heart

a secret map without corners

a flower full of fire

ha, the hole in your ocean

nah, the star on my moon

when your fingers
glide across my skin
& I start to breathe diamonds

I pull from your eyes
a new expression

3x2 and later we'll go strolling

-swimming-

love-flesh. reckless curl. coconut lotion.

I'll be your ship
you'll sit on the deck
luminous & wet
and when the last wave
is over you'll lean
forward til our
eyelashes touch and
whisper -

the sigh
of a million
snowflakes

falling