Free-fall

You look soft
from where I'm standing
all blank eyes and
shiny lips

please, let me have you

I want to
tangle myself inside of you
and feel your pulse,
rabbit-fast beneath my lips

please, let me

Looks like you're a fragile thing
so I'd gentle my fingers against you
lest I left ugly bruises
on your freckle-scattered flesh

please

Let me breathe into you
without stealing your breath
for our game is not
one of give and take

but merely of mutual free-fall