Time is still revealing you,
a knot to be forever untied.

I've seen so much shimmer
from your bare skin,
starlit and ethereal,
twining long into the night
when you reached for me
and all became heat and mist.

Even my darkness tinged you
but only where I could see.

Some kind of want beyond being 
made to feel like a man or a woman, 
something deeper pulls us,
blood always calling out to blood.

Close enough to the heart,
close enough to cut past 
that borderline where I will
not once ever be denied.

And I don't need to understand
everything about the way you touch,
I'll only need to feel the entirety of it.

This was before you pinned me
hard against the cold earth,
breathless as you obscured the sky,
locks dangling like threads that could be
followed to show all of your secrets.

All I would know then was how
the real power lay in letting go
and there's no way to return to 
what we were before after 
handing over such a part of ourselves.

I've seen so much shimmer from 
a heart in all its fragile needs 
and rages made more tempestuous
when in your tears I can taste 
every ache from before you knew me. 

And my own pain would darken you
where no one else could reach.

Some kind of want that flees when 
we've tried to give it a name,
something much deeper ties us,
blood always calling out to blood.

Close enough to steal your breath,
close enough to leave your mark,
the proof past that borderline
where you will never once be denied.

I don't have to always understand
the hands touching now or the lips
crushing against our inferno of flesh,
I only need you to take me
to feel all I'll ever need to know
and remember how such sweetness
can lie in the most frenzied surrender.

Close enough to oblivion as we release
to see how fragile we really are,
to know how the real vow is spoken
in how we have handed ourselves over.

In how time binds us together,
two to never be untied.

Close enough to know a pain
that can still shimmer as bliss.

Close enough to the heart
to really even matter.