And in times, I wish you would touch me.

Discover every mile within my skin

Pass the ideas of bodily heat

But the meeting of souls and spirit

You'd start the sewing, interfolded again

You'd press yourself against me

Trace my spine, or maybe my rib

Pierce through their density

Cage yourself within

Give a little more secret context

To combustion and human touch

Calling my thoracic cavity

Your home made flesh.

In unity with the taking in

Of oxygen and memories

Your touch seems to reinstate

a yearning within me

Oh to universes and exchanges

in envelops of little poetry

I knew your city well

I'd dive with the idea of your lips

Pass the dangers of fire

As we call this book our genesis

The guards of our edens

The innocence of a bliss

You'd start the soulful union

I'd end the walls of grief