Future Perfect

just as my hand is slipping away

your cheek stops it

my hand — a surprised prisoner

between your face and your shoulder

your white eyelids look so thin

that I can see your pulse through their flutter

your gaze inside your heart,

my gaze all over the details of your face

I synchronize my breath with yours

in a childish attempt to bring us even closer

there is no other witness

to this unusual embrace

and nothing will remain

when we’ll unlock each other

yet this short-lived beauty

will have changed us forever.

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