• here we are scoured
    nonsensical
    morning-freckled and
    worried
    still so worried

    though all we could
    dream of is the
    inherent desire to
    erase

    soon it will be found
    in our skin
    the longing for
    a mark of
    significance; a
    sun-spot, a
    dark kiss

    like yours;
    only it lasts.