I didn't mean to fall out of bed after sex but don't worry, it'll probably happen again. Call it applause, call it a compliment, call me whatever name you like, call me back. The early stages of falling for each other, pushing and pulling against unseen forces until the resistance collapses and hearts accelerate at 9.8m/s². Along my equator I grow hungry and weaker for the sight of you standing to wash offering me a hand to help me up that I decline, because I like the view. This is how we communicate, bodies in heat reaching pinnacle velocity, then cooling grounded in the fact that we are not one soul, but two separate entities orbiting the truth that we may collide but never reach understanding of one another, or of love for that matter, but that goes without saying, down here on the floor.
#Writing #poetry at dawn before I can will myself out of bed to get coffee, or type the #poem I actually meant to write for this initially. This was fun though, a funny memory with hidden weight, if you will. Enjoy 🤗
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
#poemsabout #gravity #6amwritersclub
