Your eyelids, like petals -are
sacred, kiss-worthy
You blink, and my world stops
For a minute, then you open
your eyes, and I’m awake, again.
The gaps between our fingers, fit
each other. Perfectly
Just like the gaps between
Our breaths, fill the air
with words and names.
I discover
I’m immortal
When you call my name
To find me in the crowd
or, into my ears.
