Discovery
I want to be someone,
you have delightful daydreams about:
your lovely mind
drifting in and out,
carrying me away.
I want to be someone
you catch yourself craving
in the climax of the night,
clad in nothing
but the moonlight.
I want to be someone,
the underwater crystal caves
of your hot desire
produces diamonds for,
unwilling ever
to resurface to the shore.
I want to be someone,
who the pursuit of,
is a daily contemplation:
your lovely mind
composing our very own story of creation.
Am I the risk worth taking?
We will worship each other,
enshrined forever,
in the still of the heat
of the summer.
We will swallow the universe,
tripping on stardust,
entirely,
completely,
immersed.
I will bite your neck
and you will bite mine.
We will bleed young blood,
all the while
high
on the infinitude of time.
Falling is always the risk
and you and I
are falling from the earth
-through a stratosphere clear of clouds-
contemplating
the worth.