When your sleeping breath heaves out a tropical breeze
Whispering across the steady streams of my back the waves of my spine
The warm rhythm of ripples does not end until I am in a dream of
Hot white sand on my thighs palms rustling behind
And the cerulean crystal expanse before us is urging us to rise with the sun in paradise
So I blink
To find my lonely flesh
Stale without you
Bristling at the rain
Sinking under the weight and ash of the sky