You're a dense, dark honey
inhabiting my equator.
A brief remembrance of you
sweetens my whole being and turns
my heart into the ocean.
This is when I start forgetting small details
such as my grocery list or wearing my watch
or marking my calendar.
Is it possible to be confined in a cage
and count nickels and dimes
when being in your presence just for a moment
alters the laws of gravity?
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