I long for that fleeting moment
breathtaking
perfectly disorienting
just as I realize
I’m falling in love
becoming lost.

I need the rush
junkie-like
to dissolve the edges that
keep me whole
red dye fading
into water.

I want to bleed into you
unrecognizable
as time stands still
yesterday and tomorrow one
I am here, now
always now.

I cherish them all
past and future
Eros’ burning gifts
for the young and the foolish
the needles still warm
at my veins.