[sacrifices]

i'm flying but you're unconscious. my arms through your body. but in case it gets through sometime i say why i loved the crazy dances we danced in the living room. how it made me happy just to hold your hands in the street or buy unusual vegetables, even after years. the notes we wrote and the kisses. when we cleared the garden in the snow. the words we invented. and when we found each other and couldn’t bear to leave the bed full of guttering candles, wine glasses, poems, musical stuff, letters.caught in a galeforce. cartwheeling, somersaulting, hammering sparks. starvinhungry tearing our bodies, thrashing to the next world. the dent on the cheek, ravensfeathers, swallows tongues, the smell of our densewarm winter skin. your face, blood, breath and heartbeat. i promise never to forget.