Waiting

Under the flicks of amber light

And plashes of fluorescent lamp,

I tripped, split, united, came into

Self; I woke up in in your heart

Before that one night, my drunken

Shadow lacked counsel, having for

Many years lived soulless; it longed

For wholeness: I led them to you.

Hoping you'll take them

Somewhere; as your blood

But you returned them, sober.

In one night, I settled in you, travelled

On your skin: from a fleshy-district to

Another, I learnt the crevices of your

Fire, I rode with ease; your emotions.

By morning; your least upped me. I,

Who was below water levels for years

Woke, as a body of water, edging

Passion's shore, to be: soul and blood.