Here I am again,
Lying on our bed
watching you
trail light around the room.
With your head perfectly tilted
and your lips in my centre
I elevate.
Every part of you circles me
in precise rotation, like glitter
caught behind your wings.
My body is at the surrender
of your voice.
I am above stars.
I am unfolding years.
In tiny pieces I ask you
What makes it possible
That my heart is able to breach love
whilst watching you
undress for bed.
