Sanctified

This is where she always comes

To see the end of the world

One more time,

Where the shape of her feet

Repeat themselves in wet sand

As she walks toward no one

And becomes a miracle of silent kissing

In the trembling circle of my arms.

We are only two lost warriors

Fresh out of hopeless battles

And I am finally going to

Pull her down

To find her mouth on my skin

Like a living thing

Walking across a horizon

Of naked dreams.

I’m going to find

Where she tastes of salt

And love her like the fire

That rips up everything

In the sanctified moments

Between night and day.

When I slip inside her,

Our bones glitter like the stars.