Walking onto the porch in the middle of the darkest hour
With you in my arms
Staring into the sky like
Daytime would come soon

Remembering the night we spent you said “One day
We will be together like this again”
But never did the smell of salt and water in the air
Recognize this lie as such an already deceased blur

A line of humidity lost in the light pollution being hung
Thousands of miles above our heads in the dark horizon
Blocking out stars and thoughts
Envying my resistance to warm light in the atmosphere around us

The gravity grew stronger and as our weight increased
We moved slower and slower until the pull was so intense that
I never realized how much I wanted to get away from you
But my body wouldn’t move

I was suffocating, wary
Of the deep, heavy breaths that filled my lungs
The soles of two feet gripped the ground like a large root
So scared had I been to dig myself out from that grave

I stared into your blind eyes that reflected a strange desire discarded from the moon
You said “Can you believe we have a love like this?”
Responding with a head nod, our lips collided again and, star struck
You passionately took away my weight once more, too many times

And I swear, we never lied so much before in our tiny lives
Wasted on parties and learning how to live
Now, with you in my arms, the roots of bitterness push my heart from my chest like a page turning in a book
That is so full of emotions it wishes it burned in the sunlight rather than watch the light pollution wither away until daytime came

The sun still rises but the pollution
Poisoned its faith in this world and caresses our necks
I wake and for a fraction of eternity hope that far away has come much closer, but sadly
I see your face, and prepare these roots for yet another night in which the gravity forces me inside of you