the way you move
the way you dance
upon summer days
your face with grace, i can taste
your sweat, your tears
the hairs caressing my chest
i confess, all i wanted was yes
watch you undress
let’s condense
running west
ocean between
you’re screaming regrets
i’m yelling bless
forgot myself
as i became obsessed
with something obscure, perfect
now, rather grotesque