Let me
Taste
your chortle
when I teased you,
"collecting atoms like Pokémon"—
a gravity between us
(scientific, really) 1 1 F = G × myou × mme / rbetween us2
Binge
your songs
"tell me 'bout your favorite rocks"
and those geometries that sculpt light—
you said we could
craft them together
(sir, let's be realistic)
Devour
the world
expansive
sun pouring over Longfellow Bridge
you:
talking freedom
talking greatness
me:
snorting at your flair
(someone had to, I'm sorry)
Overeat
my fingertips
down your spine;
I hadn't let myself
imagine—
I've never known
(moderation)
Gorge
your head tossed back
when I confessed,
catching myself
sounding like you—
dramatic:
I want to throw myself
into the Charles—
"but the brain-eating algae—"
whatever
How liberating:
"my life in shambles"
my life
—divine