Closer

Sonam Kaloti
Arts Editor

I desired my dust to be mingled with yours
forever and forever, and forever. It’s a different
type

of craving where my bones ache and my chest
Tec

against my breath.

If we embrace skin to skin

you would not be close enough. I need to be
closer

to intertwine our souls. To be one with your
grin—

to pin your toes to my soles.

CREATIVE WorRKS

Crush your strawberry mouth with mine

In time to my heartbeat crash and split

your lips—I want them flowing blood like wine
to flood my brain and all my veins.

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