You were sleeping on one side of your pain
Curled up with suffering like a pillow

Racked by this love in an empty bed
Each of us sleeps here alone

Turning to the space between us
Hands reach out into the loneliness

We fought with each stroke
Devouring furious kisses on a hunger strike

What shape is misery in this lust
Erupting in a howl of empathy

Breasts and hands struggle in the dark
Enemies on each side of the sheets

Rushing through solitude in your company
Sumptuous stars spinning on their heels

We become our own callous conclusion
Forgiving no one with each turn