rising deep

flaneur-:
let’s be silent. let’s swallow whole these absences that separate our conversations into delicious ripples. and we will be over taken. be overjoyed. let these words, these feelings move mountains beneath us. between us. let it shake the distance in half.
how about a crumbling over precipice?
how about a shattering? a breaking
of barriers.
how close would we be- closer than sand and ocean water, closer than the palm trees you speak of, closer than the air that waves between their leaves. back and forth. back and forth this energy swings between us. this energy: closer than a melting
of me. a melting
of all these fears in me.