For any comet to make sense it had to have a trail
A tail
To show where it's been
A collection
And where it's going
An unknown

tenderness please, and some soft skin on me
the kind that melds until there is one skin between us two.
Soft light, light breeze, breeding a frenzy of forever?
The sheets scented, the hair out of place,
cloths make a trail on hardwood and tile
across faces between fingers, muscle and hip
its been so long i forgot my own skin
forgot what i wear
and what i hide
until its a jumble of you and me
hidden/un
scared and excited
for that first touch we've already had

has it just slipped through?
Should I let it go?
Was on it's way, and I bent to pick it up.
It bit me though, not a love bite
the kind that you remember and then promise to not allow repeat.
Still it curls around me with that look in it's eye,
like it needs me and no one else.
Like I am the only antidote to suffering, to alone
so I bend again
I see that it doesnt want to
I see that it wants to more than anything
I see both sides of this coin
while it reaches for me
while it comes closer and I can smell my weakness
I can feel its intentions to devour and
still I hold steady and wait for the connect