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.