1am.

waking world, i race to leave

around this time, i only want you near
easing into sleep, turning over to reach
arms open to hold, fingers stretching to grasp
life in dreams, i’m thriving here.
living is a new beginning
waking world, i race to leave
to kiss your lips that i don’t intend to kiss again
to kiss your body in places that i don’t fear
to swallow you, unashamed
because, what if light shall soon come?
i can be reckless in the dark
leave my rules and rigidity in the pockets
of tomorrow’s suit
i offer no apologies in whispers
for who i really am