Clouds bank vaulted skyline
river purrs beside its crushed banks,
we walk, something between us ,
something handed down, a cruelty
unnamed that can’t be documented.
The kiss is unexpected
a softness held inside this hard
protective shell of body. Your
eyes are dark inside a mask
that holds you here.
I’m ready to run into another day,
coin across the water , flee,
until the kiss:
A kiss is not a contract
yet something nameless was agreed
under the blessing of the lamplight.,
water lapping black against the beach
our mouths mouthing infinity.