Discovery

I want to be someone,

you have delightful daydreams about:

your lovely mind

drifting in and out,

carrying me away.

I want to be someone

you catch yourself craving

in the climax of the night,

clad in nothing

but the moonlight.

I want to be someone,

the underwater crystal caves

of your hot desire

produces diamonds for,

unwilling ever

to resurface to the shore.

I want to be someone,

who the pursuit of,

is a daily contemplation:

your lovely mind

composing our very own story of creation.

Am I the risk worth taking?

We will worship each other,

enshrined forever,

in the still of the heat

of the summer.

We will swallow the universe,

tripping on stardust,

entirely,

completely,

immersed.

I will bite your neck

and you will bite mine.

We will bleed young blood,

all the while

high

on the infinitude of time.

Falling is always the risk

and you and I

are falling from the earth

-through a stratosphere clear of clouds-

contemplating 

the worth.