Embrace

The air finally gave way
to our own personal atmosphere
and now we are surrounded
by a kind of glass like fog
faintly glowing, softly humming
and this is the moment
that i have researched in books
film, magazine ads
but they were all lying
it's better
yet worse
the sharp pain in my back
tells me you're digging
and i pull in closer
i can still feel your lips
on mine seconds (hours?)
after they part
and your eyes transmit
exactly what i'm feeling
my skin is buzzing
and the inside soon follows
my feet are not touching a thing
and my hands,
who can say
this isn't a drug you consume
but one you inherit
like your beating heart
or your haunted voice
and i know this isn't real
i pull out of the daydream
but it stays, the knowledge
that the embrace isn't the thing
it's the moment after
that lasts forever