(Envelop, Quell) Balm's Longing

Vulnerable.

Lovely and bereft, pure-pearlescent.
Blood dribbled down our backs, limbs' prickled commingling.
Wasteful mosquitos--
gluttony, a fucking in the grass.
Granules too ignored, pearls never to form,
cupped mollusk shell of hot tissues.

Eyes locked: election of gaping gazes,
ocular sphincters in rapt relaxation
intaking.
Rebreathed dioxide-carbon, vapor.

Burgeoning and unburdened at once,
all at once,
new oxygen like purest dopamine-
chill breeze, your warmth,

in a rush: sacrum to crown smashing
foreheadmagnetisms
bloodcrust crackling, darkening,
iron.
And still:

your breath's
wet plush, ripe sweet zinc,
shiny pennies, a kiss.
Still:

low hum, formless word, still
your voice vibrating
into mine:
orange sun's cry arcing unto the night.