Time to us

We lay in bed

and watched the clocks

around us dance

until time to us,

was only the rise 

and fall of our

ruptured heartbeats.

We kissed and we kissed

until we knew no other taste

and we no longer understood

the pattern of a day as

we fell in love with the 

colors and the world

between each other's

eyelids.

by Christopher Poindexter