Eternity

 

Draw every line,

Etch the shape into my memory,

Languishing in the heat of your gaze

Desperately groping for some way

To dedicate the image of you

To what I need to remember—

Penciled lines running into one another

Dancing on the page

Bacchanalian rites under moonlight

Under the rise of your chest,

Breath quickening

As you draw your own lines

Connecting me to you

Creating us

And nothing has felt like this

Nothing has been this for…