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, 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