not worry.

Until the night falls through,

My whole

Nestled in you.

I’ve found peace,

Timeless and sweet.

I think it’s the colour of your eyes,

They sink in me,

To no surprise

I am floating,

Lost, staring.

The hint of shape,

Sculpted in dark grained flesh.

I lay,

You lay,

We lay,

I devour.

I need to find my own conclusions,

I’ve lost face

With my delusions.

To what end?

No disquiet.

All rivers flow,

Entwined in the sea,

And we,

Lie in not worry.