Bound to You

We dance along lines of fine white powder, 

swaying back and forth

between beauty and chaos.

With you at my lips,

we stood over empires.

Pull me back like waves over sand,

and I'll breathe you in till I see stars.

Slip chains around my wrists,

and I'll cherish them like jewelry.

Sink into my clothes,

my skin, my bones, 

and I'll fall in bliss upon my knees.

In morning light,

I'll see nothing but ruins

until I breathe you in once more

like fine white powder.