prelude

our bodies unfurl,
each petaled flesh holding
to a secret source of life,
the hand loosens on your cheeks,
and touches there, the echo
of your heart's cornered voice,
your breath exhales a love note,
your eyes, a feathered close,
as you fall and i let you,
the world doesn't sit,
it spins in measured degrees,
and rains on your shoulders,
we're its only celebrants,
we think, but it doesn't matter
that we're wrong, there is
nothing that takes away a kiss,
even life, even death