There's Something here between us
Something other than the sad, empty leagues of space
that lie with us on what should be love-stained sheets.
between my warm belly and your too-far-away cold-turned back
that was once never facing me
on what was once love-stained sheets.
I could reach out and touch your freckled shoulder,
grab a mole the same way I could grab the moon
or a star.
There's Something here
in the so-harsh silence
sometimes broken by an eye-blink or silent scream.
You're not asleep.
Are you thinking of the Something?
There's Something here between
our touches and kisses and looks
and smiles -
Nothing's between my legs here where you would be
if not for Something.
There's Something here between us.