Hush, we are small

hush
reach away from me
twist your back to miss the fall of my gaze
hold your eyes in your hands
become lost

pupils dilate to drink the dim light
the fresh sweat and old desire
you are my secret silhouette
and your fire ignites the falling dust

Silence like a lace net
silence like dust motes of crystalline ice
small, worthless and beautiful
infinite and dark


hush
heat and breath diffuse us
light is shattered by cloth and night
and it ends with a thousand memories of morning