You Are Always With me

I want to fall into the cracks of your skin
Into the space between your eyes
where all your thoughts store up
and all your ideas and creations
take hold of the gears of your mind.
I want to fall into the gap of your collarbone
so that I might inhabit that place between
your head and your heart
and I can kiss them both with the tips of my fingers
so I may feel the electrical pulses of your dendrite
as they bridge the gap to you arteries and veins.
Perhaps the electricity of your mind
will take a part of me and I will flow
through your bloodstream
becoming a part of you that you can
never
get
rid
of.

I want to study the lines of your hands
so I might know your story
and know what makes you the you you are with me
because you are with me.
I want to learn why you cry
when stars fall out of the sky
and why your heart aches when you hear of broken homes.
And I will memorize the pattern of wrinkles in your hands
and lay them out like maps across the sky
pointing out the brightest starts to be seen
and the farthest planets to twinkle
right on your beautiful
wonderful
hands.

Your hands will trace the meaning of love
between the freckles of my skin
so that I will know that
you are always with me
because
You
Are
Always
With
Me.