Sheets Desperate to bleed The same unity of purity. Her eyes Form the same blue as my skies. I needed only To grow anew A love I had nested in my heart Naked, and never wanting to start On the same journey. My fingers, They trembled in the loneliness. My grief Has new meaning to bleed. I seek the meaning to my desperation, Staying myself on consolation To my woes, For her sorrows. My love With hair that runs like earth Down slopes, Holds a kiss out in a long hand. I am to yearn For what is meant to return To cold arms Now as warmth. She shudders As she sleeps. I grow a kiss like a leaf Atop her bare shoulders.