melatonin

a poem

street lights

whisper through the blinds;

soft light

stripes across your arms and chest;

hot sweat.

cheap fan, floor mattress.

you & i.

no blankets.

my thoughts glide off your smooth skin

and escape with the heat

through the window screen.

everything i need

hangs like mist in the room.

wrapped up in your arms.

this is all i wanted—

to laze around like lions;

in and out of sleep.

each time i open my eyes

i see real life, and it’s sweet.

nothing matters but this moment;

nothing will matter again

til the morning.

thank you for reading 🖤

- em

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