rough around the edges borderlines and fences
you came with the softest steps and settled into me

coalesce
we crossed our hearts with a finger prick and words you whispered as a sacrament they stay with me like a phantom limb

underneath the surface cavernous and earthen you echo in first person
and there within emerges a better gravity

coalesce
we shed our skins, traded fingerprints I feel the pull of your ligaments
it stays with me like a phantom limb

I’m a silver lining, you’re my golden hour everything looks better in this light of ours
if Your voice won’t carry through the distances You don’t need to raise it, I can read Your lips

I’m a silver lining, you’re my golden hour everything looks better in this light of ours
feel the numbness lifting where your fingers press and you stay here with me like a phantom limb