no puzzle was ever this:
warm flesh over bone and muscle, some that won't relax,
internal organs- heart beating in the rare moments
when my ear lies against your chest,
steady and when you sigh
I know that you are getting up and moving away again,
I take my heart and stuff it back into my
chest and return to my house
where I can hide when I am not at work,
wander into the surf
deeper and see what is being pulled by the weight of the moon
the tide of one part of the house to another,
sometimes I am serious, sometimes silly, and
then the longing starts
over again and
it has not even been a day,
I chastise myself for greed but sleep laughs at me
as I lie in my blue bed and long for you,
to open
as an oyster salty sweet juices, it's all so mysterious, unexpected and inappropriate and
each time I find you
I lose you again with my next breath
thx for prompts/edits- lizardinlaw