[I Touched Her Face Like the Ark of the Covenant, Like Someone Expecting To Be Smitten By God]

Last night I woke up and saw you again
Suspended, as you so often are, three feet above me
Staring down and... simmering
Fingers wet and glistening, your eyes static and void

You part your lips and all at once I'm filled with a vast sense of space and
Incredible saturation
Bestial pangs paired with syrupy weightlessness
My body floating up slowly towards your beckoning fingers
I thought we promised to be honest with each other
When were you going to tell me you'd become the reaper?



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Writer(s): Justin Taylor Phillips
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