amputated from me. I've found you
months later in a place I did not leave
I lay in sweat at night, but my skin
freezes out from the covers. Taking off
my socks and feel you groan beside me,
on top of the comforter. Your breathing,
You did not flinch from my heat.
Now I rest with feet oiled for sleeping.
The earthly one.
His orange peace sweeping from my toes
to my closed eyelids.