my mouth is full of wordsthat wish to fall into someone’s lapto burrow into a chest and rootthey wish to coil and diginto marrow and bloodso deeply that only god couldpull them from that someonemy mouth is full of wantingof sweetness that wishes toerase the bitterness from lipsthat have searched too longfor an ocean of woman to drown inmy mouth is full of starsawaiting a constellationthat will turn this love intomythology to be mimed byour children when they grow upmy mouth is full of foreverinfinity tucked against my ribsnestled against the curve of youand our names are no longertwo separate worlds but one sound(image by George Coletrain via unsplash)