he’ll break my heart because
definitely,
I am totally in love with him.
I listen to the shallow in-and-out
of his breathing, reach
for the warmth of him,
draw it into the bitter cold
well in the pit of my stomach.
I will not sleep tonight.
I will cry.
In the White Shadow of Morning
He reaches for
me. Rains down
on me, showers
me with ecstasy.
My tears fall
upon the pillow,
fall upon his skin.
It drinks them in.
Don’t cry, he
soothes. You know
I love you, will
never hurt you.
But hurt pounds
against me now,
a hammer of pain
beating my heart.
I crawl into his
arms, lay my head
against his shoulder,