for you, my most

it is a thick, musky choke
of unspoken words
adrift in the air
as we stare into each other's worlds
and feel estranged yet
familiar.
we sense our million apologies
under our skin; within every
breath
hush apologies that fall
over things that do not really
matter, now.

we hold in little spaces
colossal dreams and a tender
reality
you will always bring me back to
when i sink beneath surface
- the smell of your hair; your breath,
moist on my neck; my clench
urgent
on the scapes of your body

the way your voice lulls me
out of the closets of my mind.

i feel beautiful when i am
in your arms
like a snowflake you are afraid
of breaking
yet your warmth will always
melt me
into little droplets and i will
float towards the sun;
free & full of shine.

when you balance my name
so carefully on the tip of your lips
you are to me
a life so ethereal
like the horizons
on a skyline
reaching out from beneath.