your mouth, my mouth lips over the ghost of your lips I begin to mirror you in the worst ways shadowing the
spaces you leave empty holding your body above mine your
chest, my chest breathes with your fingers in your
hair holding you there desperate to maintain the
moment watching myself in your dark irises you swallow
me move my mouth against your mouth chest against
chest mirroring like shadows meandering the emptiness of
that moment I feel you speak resonating
somewhere pressed to my throat I don't answer not
wanting to ruin the moment pull you closer, deeper holding
on is numbing bruising but you mirror me so well like this,
we become each other palm against palm foreheads
touching breathing synchronized your mouth is my mouth a
ghost of your lips I mirror you in the worst ways