Space

You taught me about beauty in space

the
weight

between
sensations that
pierce
quench
and linger
like
slow fingers
on piano
and
soft lips
on brass

like a heartbeat

I'm still a sucker for the sour patch kids
but space

space I can swim in

so I've been swimming
backstroke between lines

soaked

and dreaming
a harmony
mine

and that sound
intertwined
with slow rhythm
and
sweet notes

that's it

that's the beauty in space