this new one

sunlight masquerading
around your sweet cheek bones
like candies stowed away
in the corner of small pockets,
making you look like a saint
and a sinner all in one go around -

wild hair, the smell of the city
meets the country meets the
dirt roads in between -
two eyes meeting halfway
between distances,
two cheeks barely touching
emitting pulsations that were
never thought possible;

the absence of breath
in your presence
has become perfectly natural
much like the absence of water
as one nears the sun
is completely inevitable

pull me closer by the loose fabric of my shirt
breathe me in, feel my body warming yours
even from a distance
feel two palm lines running parallel
indicative of a beautiful future