we are never empty

into the woods

a blanket,

you and me.

carve our names into the trees.
 

you show me how to skip rocks

and I point out shapes in the clouds,

you paint constellations down my spine, 
tiny traces that map out where you've been.

An afternoon nap on your chest, 
wrapped in your arms,

you exhaust me with sex and passion,

you tell me I'm your everything...

I smile your favorite smile. 

There are some things

you just can't pass up,

as impossible,

absurd

illogical

and naive

as they may seem.

We are never empty...