Midnight Autumn Sunlight

Small kisses down your spine

we never sang hymns but

this is the closest I understand to worship.

There's not room between these sheets 

for two separate souls,

mine tripped and tangled in yours the second

our heartbeats set off racing.

Get whiskey-tipsy and tell me

every way you love me

with flashlights under the covers.

Tell me I am autumn sunlight

and I'll whisper

you're the forest I spill onto

and together we create such breathtaking scenes.