Summer Glass

I can't say if it was devotion I just wanted to feel the sun on my skin I brought myself to the edge of the water Crossed the river to remember who I am We draw the lines of protection When our palms meet at every edge You lit my joint with the end of your cigarette Spun the pavement spirit, harnessed into flesh I, too, have lingered on in empty rooms Desire, laughter, blur, ache, abandon Are we gonna bring this to fruition? The tattoo you gave me, lying in bed Watched the light turning gold Our limbs, a sequence of shadows You are the family that I chose One day, the skin that holds me will be dust And I'll be ready to travel again For now, I want to go further in Into moment, into vision and into you I swore I'd show myself so I could renew That's not the same as being new forever The shape of your hand left in the dust of summer glass I want to be whole enough to risk again