Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole

One day
I’ll meet you 
and my chest will e x p a n d 
further inward 
d 
o 
w 
n 

a real 
breath 
absolute release
into rooted sacral bones 

I’d place my hand 
on my sternum
the center 
between the valleys 
of my breasts

Right there
a weight willingly 
carried 
occupied by you

On those nights 
I disappeared 
into the deep blue 
and managed to surface 
you’re waiting
as my air 
glowing radiant 
as hot lava rolls down 
my cheeks 

I don’t know why

past the dimmed evening light 
until I’m spent 
thoroughly warmed