between your lips but for a moment
so you unknowingly spoke through me...
I would ride on the resonance
of your laughter
drift through soft tones of your faith
drown in the cadence of your song
heaven lives in the smallest of places
and I am ten feet tall
that curled over my lips
from between the adobe walls
and the night sky
with hands
cast from alabaster and ambrosia
you bit into my careless mouth
with demand
you burned me down
with the heat in your gaze
it gives you away
you fight like a man
who knows he's being forgotten